On getting keys cut...
Long night last night. S finally got caught shimmying up the drain-pipe by one of the neighbours, who put two and two together and came up with a very sensible four. Which would have been fine, except it was a trick question. Actually, the answer is five. I had to leave work and go down to the cop shop and explain that actually, I was used to a scruffy six-footer busting into my flat and helping himself to my stuff.
The cat remains spoilt and full of tuna.
The cat remains spoilt and full of tuna.