Shell

Well today you find me in a slightly hermit mood. My money is spent after my holiday to Scarborough and I'm looking forward to the regular routine of school hours through the week. I'm wanting to spend some quality hours at home and read and write properly. But there's always either something important to do or overtime. I'm not complaining though. 

Our paranormal team has decided to leave public events due to a section of idiots coming along with the soul purpose of trying to cause hassle by holding the glass still and suchlike. 

I don't need the hassle. I'm so glad I wasn't at the last 'final' event where it turned nasty. 

So humans have once again become something to avoid where possible. 

My printing machine is a bit broken too at the moment so I'm limping with that until the engineer comes. It's been quite a tricky week even with my boss away. But if I shrink into my shell, into the safety of my head- I'm safe.