Exploration Of The Dinning room.

 I had a good food run this morning. I took the thermos flasks down with me in the bag so less trips up and down the stairs with no risk of leaving a telltale trail spilt coffee. The flasks work okay and I've been enjoying warm coffee all day. I left them in the bag and wrapped spare clothes around them so I think that may have helped to keep in the heat. 

I had to make do with porridge just made with hot water today as there wasn't any milk that was opened. I also added honey and raisins to it so it wasn't to bad. It filled me up so that's the main thing. I was also able to make a sandwich for later in the day but instead of jam I had to use marmalade as the open jam jar is getting low. Also I had a really great find in the chicken bucket, almost half a Victoria sponge cake. I was reluctant to take it at first as I had doubts as to why it was in there but it looked fine. It didn't look like it had been kicked around the floor or anything. I took half of what was there and left the other half just in case someone missed it. It did mean me making an extra trip up stairs though as I couldn't really put it in the bag with the other things. It tastes so yummy!

At the back of the kitchen there is a door which leads into the dinning room to the house so after cleaning up crumbs and doing my check round I decided to take  a peek. Going about in the dark my eyes get used to it so I can see okay but obviously not as good as in the daylight but even so it looks an amazing room. Quite large with a massive table in the middle. There are a few chairs around it but there is room for lots more. The walls are of wood paneling and have portraits hung on them. At the far end is a large fireplace and at either side are built in glass fronted cabinets filled with plates and dishes and all manner of things like that. From what I could make out they looked very old. I walked round and then back out, I didn't touch anything.

I did some more back story today, I think I've finished off telling of my journey here. Time passes and I'd forgotten some of the feelings and emotions, even some of the details too. They're still there in my head and writing about it brings them all back out. Now they're written down so can't be forgotten.