Hometime!

Fringe Girl here. Tiny Little Baby Feet has gone back to the land of families, home cooking, and dishwashers, and left me to blog by myself. I know, how cruel of her! The others are also slowly disappearing. Of the important ones, The Random Ugandan, Rarebit Biologist and Talksalot are leaving early tomorrow. Hippy Girl has already left, along with Whiney Mcwhinesalot. Salvador Dalí, who only realised that the Easter holidays started next week about four days ago (oh, I wonder what it'd be like to live in his world!) will probably drive down at some obscene time in the middle of the night.

So, there will be a lack of flatmate drama to write up in the coming weeks! Luckily we have a stash of stories to keep the reading several entertained while we are away from this place we call "The Ground Floor". And in three weeks we'll be back, snooping for fresh gossip!

The Hippy

Moved in one day in November, during which time Fringe Girl, Rarebit Biologist and Talksalot were extremely hung over after hitting a jug of cosmopolitans like there were diamonds at the bottom. Generally adorable, has a very lovely boyfriend (The Hippy's Boyfriend, in case you don't see the pattern by now), a Brummie accent, and goes on Duke of Edinburugh trips.

Her song: Beck - Nitemare Hippy Girl