I'm back home at long last.

A friend died in the spring and I had to sort out the mess he'd left behind. It wasn't made easy  due to the old black dog returning and the endless bloody rain left me feeling like escaping. So I stayed away and rented out this place to a chum who wouldn't leave due to a relationship he'd formed with one of the village people. He also trashed the place after taking 'something he found'. 

All I want to do is settle back into the rhythm of life I like best but so far I've been making a list of what's missing from this place. But I shall scan some more gags because I'm determined to sort out Benyon's debris which I have added to on my travels as everyone who has something of his now thinks I'm an official archivist, which I'm not.