I’m caught in two minds today…part of me wants more time alone…the other part is looking forward to the guys coming home. It’s our last day today - they’re coming home tomorrow…which is my fault. I was doing the dishes last night - typical, isn’t it? I cook a marvellous meal for the two of us and she talks me into doing the dishes as well whilst she goes off to the Club. I think it was partly a test - see how I would be without her around. Anyway, Tweedy phoned again - third time in one day…disappointed that he couldn’t talk to Sandra but, he’s not an idiot, he guessed that I was much happier from the tone of my voice. He wanted to come home right away but I managed to talk him into giving us another day. So, in other words, total chaos and madness descends tomorrow.

Anyway, today we were up bright and early....well, I say "we". I had to drag Sandra out of bed - she's not what you would call a "morning person". You see, I wanted to go out for the day - our last day...I wanted us to do something different. So - we did. We wandered wherever the mood took us - wandered around town for a while before heading out into the countryside. Sandra said there was somewhere she wanted me to see and, as we tramped through fields, I realised where she was taking me. There's this stone circle that's quite important to her - she goes there whenever she wants to think or ponder things - and that's where she took me. I felt remarkably honoured - not even Tweedy has been here - and when we stepped inside the circle, I began to realise WHY I was being shown this place. It was so...peaceful...calm and tranquil. It was almost like stepping into another world - everything seemed different...the air smelt fresher...the birdsong seemed clearer - the atmosphere itself made you feel cleansed, renewed. Sandra looked at me quite seriously and told me that if I ever felt that things were getting on top of me again, if I felt confused or unhappy, that I should come here.

"This place will sort your head out," she said...and standing inside that circle I could quite believe it. We stayed there for a little while - sitting on the grass inside the circle and just chatting...then sitting in silence for a while before talking again. I was sorry to leave - but happy and content in the knowledge that I could go back at any time - that I wouldn't be intruding on her private place.

I was almost sad to go home, to realise that our day was almost over - and there was something I wanted to do that I wasn't sure Sandra would be at all happy about. You see, over the last couple of days, things had cleared in my mind...and I felt able to do the one thing that Sandra has requested all Peter-bot owners NOT allow their bots to do. I wanted to watch "Spooks". I wanted to watch the episode that my alter-ego was in. I felt it would help me understand more about myself. It took a lot of pleading and persuading on my part to convince her that everything would be okay - that this was something I could handle. I didn't fancy watching it alone however, so we both watched it...holding hands on the sofa. I felt her grip tighten on occasions during it and Sandra actually looked away from the screen near the end of the episode - I couldn't however...I was transfixed. It made everything SO clear. I told Sandra that and she asked what in particular I had found so clarifying.

"THAT Peter found something he believed in," I told her, "and he was willing to die for that belief."

"I see," she replied, "and what about you?"

"Would I be willing to die for what I believe in?" I pondered the question only briefly before replying, "yes."

She shook her head at that and grinned at me. "I'd much rather you lived for them, Peter," she smiled. I had to grin at that - because, in all honesty...so would I.