My father is still gone. He was going to come back today, to be here for my first day at Regents. I doubt he remembered. That's just fine with me, however. I prefer it when I get the flat to myself. It means I can cook whatever I want, and then I can sing loudly or play my piccolo, and it doesn't disturb anyone. He's away so often, that it's like having a place all to myself. A big place that is recently redecorated! I'm glad to get out of the flat that we'd been living in while this one was being worked on. That was a dump. But this is lovely. Maeve the kitty is quite happy as well. I may have to buy her an accomplice since my lovely Sebastian died. I think she's lonely. She's not the only one.
There's a lovely park nearby that I hadn't ever explored before. So I went out walking. It's very cold! I found a coffee shop nearby too, and a used bookstore. It was closed when I walked past, but I will certainly be dropping in there soon!
I suppose that's all for now. I'll write about school when I get home.