I really wasn't expecting this....

Catt returned from edinburgh yesterday evening. With presents. The darling creature had bought me a lovely pink fluffy bag, and and encyclopedia of fishies. Yay! They're wonderful presents.

I'm not sure what to make of this development. Last week we were engaged in a cold war, not speaking and I know I did/said some really nasty things to her as I just wanted to avoid her. And despite all this, she buys me presents. I'm stunned.

Maybe I should actually act on people's wise advice and not just dig myself into more holes. Anyone who buys me presents must be a nice person! :)