Little Anne went home today. There were kisses, tears and promises to meet up again from Jodie. The little sprog sods made me cry too and my eye makeup (which I was only wearing because Anne insisted) wasn't waterproof so I ended up looking like a blonde Goth panda! I drove Jodie home from the railway station with her chattering about how cool Anne was and how she couldn't wait to see her again. I promised to keep in touch and left her outside her house. 10 minutes later she rang my mobile to get Anne's email address. In the emotions turmoil of their parting they totally forgot about it! Kids today eh? 
Came home and locked myself in my room. I have had six nights of Anne, Vicky and then Jodie hanging out with me and I want to some anti-social time. Vicky has gone off for a long weekend with some friends so I'm planning on spending as much time as possible on my own while she's gone. I often get like this and can go days without seeing anyone (harder than you imagine when you live in a house that has six other residents in it). Three years ago I bought a static caravan on a site near Pateley Bridge in the Dales. I was going through a bad patch with several ex-partners hassling me and it became my place to escape. I'd take my bike and ride up there the long way round and spend a couple of days at a time there. Just me, some music and a heap of novels. Oh and loads of beer or vodka.
When my last long term partner (Debbie) moved in I stopped using the caravan and eventually sold it back to the site owners. Debs was away a lot on work placements while she was living with me so I got long chunks of time to myself. I quite liked that and I think it was the reason I was with her for so long (18 months. Almost a life time in my relationships). When she finished college and spent two months solid here looking for work I nearly bought another caravan! Actually it wasn't that bad but I almost gave her money to go to the cinemas on a couple of occasions when I just wanted my flat to myself for a couple of hours!
My relationship with Vicky is still quite new and she's a very individual and solitary person herself so it seems to be working out quite well between us. Neither of us is afraid to say 'not tonight love, I want to lie on my sofa by myself and watch six hours of Farscape' and know the other won't get offended.
Right, that's it. Get out of my flat. I want to be alone. 
Lucy
Listening to After the gold rush' by Neil Young
