Oh dear! It seems that Naomi has gone for good.
Of course, it hadn't escaped my notice that she was packing her suitcase. So I was a bit worried. But it only occurred to me after a few days and a thorough inspection of her bedroom, that all her stuff has disappeared, which doesn't normally happen if someone's just away on a short holiday.
Gail has now explained to me that Naomi's moved to somewhere called 'New Zealand'. Now my geography goes a bit fuzzy south of Hadrian's Wall, but Gail showed me where it is in the atlas. Apparently New Zealand is about as far away from Scotland as you can travel, without being an astronaut. Well I'll try not to take it personally.
I did like Naomi, despite her stern line on the cheese-treats issue. I hope Gail finds another lodger who's as good at locating the areas where I like best to be stroked.
I wonder what New Zealand smells like. I do love to travel. Can you get there by train? Maybe one day we'll go there to visit......
