Suddenly the house seems very quiet this evening. I've been painting and pollyfilla-ing with the music on. Now I've turned it off I'm suddenly very aware that there's only me here. I once heard about a couple that didn't spend a night apart after they were married - she went everywhere with him when he went away on business, and they were always together. To be fair, I think I might go mad if I spent every minute of every day with my hubby, but I wish he was here right now.