Ever had the feeling no-one else was out there?
You know, when you can just hear the sound of your own breathing, your own footsteps echoing as you make your way gingerly through an empty building?
I mean, they are my footsteps aren't they?? Or did I hear another step, just a split second after mine?
Did I see a shadow move out of my eye corner there, or was it just the movement of the curtain in a balmy (!) autumn breeze??
The breathing is getting louder now. Wait! I stop to listen, and realise it is only me.
I am indeed alone.
I am forlorn and alone.
Where are you all, TIBB-ers??
I know some of you are out looking for wedding outfits, but at this rate I'll have to get on with my work or something!!
