I am soooooo sorry for disappearing!!!! My salt water aquarium flood set off a series of events which, with my bad back, has made things busy and difficult. My aquarium flood was the last straw. I've decided that the chapter of my life which had me living in a loft has come to an end. Cleaning my loft from the flood... My loft is 700sqft, small. Imagine 130gallons of salt water in such a small space. I had no emotional fish connection, but the amount of damage the flood did was absolute. It destroyed my place along with the poor couple living beneath me.
I have been cleaning, packing, preparing to sell the loft, finding a new home, and all associated activities that come with such things.
It's 3am now and I've been up packing all night. Movers arrive at noon and I still need to go rent a storage unit. I'm frazzled n fried now, but feel awful for abandoning after Easterntraveller gave me an awesome tin of tobacco so that I could test his aging/sealing techniques. I feel awful, but sometimes life gets in the way