So hungover. So, so hungover. Ridiculous.
Once that eventually went, I managed to tidy the house...it's become a right tip since A has been away, it's almost like I forget how to use bins or something. It's now spotless. It took pretty much a day, quite a lot of it spent working out where 'that' smell came from (it was a dead mouse in the spare room).
Packed for the fringe, managed to get all of my three shows into one bag and all of my clothes into another. Which probably means I've forgotten something?
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