Category Archives: cats
Meeting the neighbours
I’ve always found it a bit tricky to meet new people. I’ve often thought that it would be easier if I had children as there are more opportunities and an obvious common ground. In fact, since moving to Beachville, I’ve … Continue reading
Norman Love
I’m not ashamed to say it: I am trying to encourage the fur ball to love me more. Since we moved in with Himself, Norman has….well, Norman has transferred his affections. I suspect he is in love with Himself. I … Continue reading
Ghosts, evil squirrels and sacrificial tables
Well, I suspected this house might have a ghost – it’s very old, the backdoor is often open in the morning and the hall way makes funny noises. Then I realised that Himself and I were just rubbish at remembering … Continue reading
When you…
…have started muttering ‘people are f*cking stupid’ under your breath more than a few times a day (and sometimes a little louder than at muttering level) …have finally got around to filing those 1K plus emails in your inbox and … Continue reading
Transferable smiles (possibly)
I like taking photographs of things that make me smile. I like being able to look through them at times when dragging a smile requires a bit of help, or when the world has gone a bit bonkers or just … Continue reading
The mystery of the doors
I’ve always been really good at checking things. Some people would call it OCD, but I never leave a door unlocked, a window open, or the car open for anyone to snaffle the rather eclectic 10 or so CDs that … Continue reading
Week 1 in Beachville
It’s been a week. The good news is that Norman, Himself and I seem to be managing pretty well with our change in living arrangements. There isn’t really any bad news, now that Norman has stopped crying. Despite the drugs … Continue reading
the drugs had better work….
This evening I took Norman to the vet. Nothing is wrong – I was just very worried that as he cries and hyperventilates for an entire 10 minute car journey, an hour plus to the new house next week might … Continue reading
The chaos of me
I’m a creature of habit. I don’t like change one little bit. I don’t even like it when my yoga teacher suggests trying out a new place for my mat in our class. I do fit ball on a Monday, … Continue reading
My weekend: show and tell
This weekend I: learned that there might be a morning and evening tea towel, but the morning tea towel should actually be used until 6.30pm, at which point swapping to the evening tea towel is essential. There is an element … Continue reading
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