Her friend was pissed off about her not going back, but tough luck! Sissy couldn't afford to get the train, I couldn't afford to put fuel in the car, and her boyfriend (I'll call him Pingu from now on, it's a work nickname because he has a way of waddling when he walks as his hip operation left him with one leg one inch shorter than the other) couldn't take her because he's working, so everything conspired to keep her here... she doesn't seem too upset about it, and is looking forward to her new bed turning up tomorrow and also seeing a little girl we used to care for (that she adores) on Friday.
I'm sat here listening to the rain that is pouring down outside... it hasn't rained heavily here for ages, and it sounds really lovely... I've always loved just listening to the rain, it can sometimes make me really sleepy as it's such a comforting noise to me.
