Tuesday, 12 April 2011


I am attempting to type with Simpkin, elderly and much loved cat, trying to get me to tickle his ears at the same time. He is doing this by occasionally very gently taking my typing index finger in his teeth and pulling it towards him. It hurts. He also has his paw stretched out on to my wrist.

This morning, B arrived home after a five day trip. We took the children in to town for lunch and do some errands. Lunch went well. Then B took them to the park to feed the ducks whilst I had some acupuncture. Also good. Then we went for tea-and-cake.

Leo's piece-de-resistance involved marching round the tea-and-cake shop loudly announcing "I AM ATTENTION SEEKING! I AM ATTENTION SEEKING!" whilst I curled up and died a bit inside.

For today, that is all. Gin anyone?

Saturday, 2 April 2011

joys of home baconing

B: What's this?
Me: Dried apricots.
B: Oh.
Me: No, not really.
B: What, then? Dried mushrooms?
Me: Nope.
B: What?
Me: Dried pig lungs.
B: Urgh. Why?
Me: Sue brought them for Snipe.
B: What, will Snipe EAT them?
Me: She's a labrador. She eats anything
B: But pig lungs? Really?
Me: Really.
B: Ugh.