Post 446: Opportunity knocks - one cat for sale…
With the engine room of the south heating up yet again, “it’s gonna be a hot one” is on everyone’s lips.
Even the cat had a problem this morning. In fact, if I’d ...
Post 445: Special. You are special.
In all my recent posts I’ve concentrated on myself (as usual), My Darling and her bruised calf, and Mr Vicious, who is slowly becoming an older gentleman rather than the irascible cat he once was.
The heat ...
Post 444: Oh no… not again!
Did you stay up and watch it?
The football, I mean.
England versus Mexico.
I did…
Well, sort of.
I woke in darkness, the house was silent and I wondered what the time was.
Three o’clock.
Had I m...
Post 443: What price is friendship?
When all’s said and done, there’s nothing quite like a friendly smile and someone who’s simply happy to help. What a wonderful thing that is—a helping hand given for nothing.
My Darling is s...
Post 442: I’ll have Kung Poo sweet and sour chicken and those little round wraps for duck.
We had a proper food fest today, and we’ll be having another one tomorrow.
With an easy Saturday ahead, I found myself more interested in everyon...
