‘They’ are off on hols again: cannot resist the exotic charms of the Scottish Western Isles.
I am still here, in Astana.
Next time, I’m hiding in the suitcase…
Meanwhile, friends are making sure I don’t starve while abandoned (and will, no doubt, be cuddling me in bed in the mornings, giving me fabulous walks and making a magnificent fuss of me…. it’s no more than I deserve).
Thank you lovely ones xx