Off and away, for a couple of weeks

Tonight, Delta and I fly to India to spend a couple of weeks with the mater and pater. In many ways it's the most ill-timed trip in the world, what with the apartment still being in shambles, but on the other hand, I have to admit it's also a bit of a relief to not be worrying about DIY for a while.

We left Queen Jaffa with the girls, who offered to take care of her while we were away. Despite how much I poke fun at her, as soon as we left her there, I missed the little critter. Queen Jaffa of course, returning to her old abode, at once made herself entirely at home, and splayed herself across the living room floor. When we left their apartment, the girls were already fawning over her, and Queen Jaffa, who was regaling in this added affection, just barely had time to look up and squawk a quick "mao!" in farewell.

So there was naught to do for Delta and I but to shuffle back home, like bereft parents who had just dropped their kid off with the grandparents for a week, worried that the kid would be spoiled rotten, and when they returned, their kid would love their own home just that little bit less.

But there isn't much to be done, for tonight, we fly to India.

With a bit of luck and a lot of crossed fingers, I do believe we might just get a seat in first class. Which I'm not a snob about usually, but of course it goes a long way when you're sitting on a plane for 16 hours. And though it goes without saying, there's definitely that something to be said for clean toilets.