There are times in a person's life where solitude is absolutely vital
Sitting on the loo is one
( I will never understand couples that are able to poo away for England whilst sharing a bathroom and some light conversation)
Beavering away in Bosoms is another.
Other solitary activities ( STEADY THOMAS) include
Sitting in graveyards
Baking! ( I hate mixing flour and eggs when someone is friggin lurking )
And Watching Zombie tv series
Listening to The Archers is the last on the list
For years I have insisted that at 7.02 am every night ( except Saturday's of course) the kitchen door is closed, all conversation is ceased and I am left alone with the washing up and Ambridge's finest.
It's a ritual that may look pretty mundane to a causal observer,
But its an important fifteen minutes in my day..........
What is your " I Vont to be alone" moment?