Goodbye, Hannah!

With very little pomp and circumstance but a great deal of find farewell and adieu...off pops Miss Hannah to the airport to fly away from me. 

Given that she's going to Chicago to stay with her baby nephew, she is perhaps not really all that sad about this state of affairs.

In any case, I waved frantically at her bus as she placed her hand mournfully on the window glass for one last moment. It was all very fake-traumatic.

And with that, my flat is back to a lonely 2 people. I've got Mary till Monday!