Life with cats, and other things…
18th April. One of my favourite bucolic scenes That day I wished I was a bird that could sail into that wonderfully clear, impossibly blue sky. To perch in the trees, just now coming alive. Days like that it is impossible not to feel good. My mother's funeral was on such a day. As we … Continue reading The contract
Please pardon the pause, which was due to persistent pussycat problems. I think they call that "alliteration", though if you have been following the story of my patchy (to use another "p") education, you will realize that I ended up knowing a little bit about a lot of things and not a lot about about … Continue reading “Catache”