Startling confusion.

I am home alone at the moment as Hannah is back in Gloucester readying herself for her brothers wedding. I am not going there until Friday and so have been in the flat on me todd for 4 or 5 days.

At first it was a novelty, but now its a bit sad and solitary. The strangest thing is if your used to sharing a space, when the person you share it with isn't there, it constantly feels like something is missing. Like if you removed your sofa, the palce just wouldn't look and feel right!

Anyway, last night I laid my head in my manger to get some sleep. I was unsuccessfull. A bi-product of being home alone is that I can't get to sleep for ages! Not because I am scared or anything of the noises I hear, honest, dunno why it is, probably its just not as comfortable!

So there I was, I had been REALLY consentrating on sleeping and was doing ok. I had stopped clock watching and was in that almost asleep, kind of dreaming but not phase and was probably nano-seconds away from sleep when STARTLING CONFUSION.

I heard a car parking outside and for about half a minute I had no idea where I was! At first I thought I was in my Nan's house (god knows why) and then I thought I was in a strange house and then in my previous house. I was in none of these, I was in my house.

I think I got confused because the said parker was parking so efficiently. The humming revs of the engine enveloped the room with noise for a short time and then the engine was cut. That means it was a one park manouver. No messing, just accelerate, reverse and in. There wasn't even the sound of rubber grinding against the curb or the sound of cracking plastic as fake clip on alloy wheel hubs ground against concrete.

Normally parkers on the 'Rise are rubbish, perhaps thats why I thought I was in the classier surrounds of my Nans, or perhaps it was just because I was home alone. Rest assured, I was very confused.

Irnonically, moments after the parking fiasco happened, I passed out. Perhaps the sound of parking cars is like a lullaby for me?

To end, I would like to say that this morning I inspected the cars parked outside our flat to see who the culprit was. And there it was, like a shining beacon amongst a world of chaos - one car that stood out above the rest, parked by some kind of robotic driving machine. A textbook inch between the wheels and the curb, uniform space between the cars infront and behind it and completely parrallel to the curb. He/She parker was no doubt gifted, I just wish I had been awake enough to get up and congratulate them.