I've had little free time as I have mentioned. But Sunday night brought an investigation in Hebden Bridge where we set up our Ouija board in a hotel room and had names and addresses given through the board  etc so we can try verify the details. Once the 
Ub was enclosed downstairs then we tried having the spirits tip and shove the heavy pub tables. It took about two minutes for them to get the hang of it. These were very heavy and yet as our hands rested on top, the table shook and lurched across the floor and round in circles. Now comes the evidence review hassle. I was lucky enough that circumstances deemed it possible for me to have my son sleep at mine an extra night this week. I can hear his breathing as I write this. 
He is changing each week and it's a joy to watch. I won't go on about it as you know how I feel about him. 
My head is swimming still from getting in last night at 1:30AM and yet starting work at 7AM. 
There's one thing I don't enjoy about sleeping alone and that is the lack of other body heat in bed. I have to stay stock still on the runway warmth of my own body. As I tussle in bed, I feel the uninhabited places brush my skin and I get a chill. 
I decided not to get worked up about being behind with my writing each day whilst I have so much on. None of it is actually important. 
It's nearly December and my year of rehabilitation is almost up. Lessons learnt. No love lost. New horizons set sights on. As I may have mentioned, this is the top of the mountain, and the view is good. Life is quiet above the clouds. I will emerge from my chrysalis into 2012 looking the same but with brighter innards. My software will have changed, maybe that's a better way of putting it. 
Speak to you soon, overtime permitting.