It’s been another glorious day today and plans were hatched: the other half has been helping out the ex neighbour at his parents’ house and I rode down on the Brompton with a basket full of sausages and potato salad to join them for a barbecue afterwards.
Them, and a certain little grey cat, who has been sorely missed.
I’d love to say she came running over miaowing with delight at being reunited with an ex member of staff, but I’d be lying.
She deigned to be stroked, as long as I didn’t overdo it, but not particularly to be photographed.
She knows who she likes…