It's all me, me ,me.

Ever since our neighbours sold their gardens and the developers put a four bedroom detached behind our garden fence, Duck and I have been planning on moving. We don't want to move far, but just want somewhere a little bigger and where we won't be quite so overlooked.

I found out this week that a friend and colleague who lives near me is splitting up with her partner. My first thought was, "I wonder if they're going to be selling their three bed semi with the lovely big garden?".

Although this was followed quickly by "What a shame. I hope she's feeling OK", I still feel like a big selfish bitch.

I am the worst friend in the world.