Well. Since my Grans passing (that some of you may remember), my partner had some sort of midlife crisis and deciding chucking out all the people who could help would be a good idea
which was a bit of a surprise and annoyance. He did the 'still want to be friends' lark but it's muggins here who has to make any effort so pbbbbfft to him. I shall let him simmer in his issues on his own as that appears to be how he wants it.
I'm now a Brownie Leader in Training (Girl Scouts for you over the pond, the 7-10 year old ones), went to Disneyland Paris with them in below zero January temperatures, got a whole load of experience in What To Do When It Goes Wrong (!) and am now still recovering from the nasty cold bug I bought back with me as well. Just done what we call section training and I've got first aid in a few weeks. 24 girls for an hour and a half on a Friday night is surprisingly exhausting. THEY NEVER STOP.