City Living

Ah, the sweet, comforting sound of the 470.

Camperdown is quite noisy, I must say. I'm used to the tranquility and air of the Thirroulian hills, so now I find myself in an awkward situation: do I leave the door closed and suffocate or keep it open and suffocate? Decisions, decisions....

I'm settling in well - taking my time with the moving stuff up here, and the putting it away, and even the washing up. Ah, the advantages of living alone.

The piano arrived yesterday morning, and the internet was connected last night, so I actually do feel as though I'm at home now when I walk in the door.

Only a few more bits and pieces to go and I'll be all set. Looking forward to having people drop in!