May

7 May, 2016 - 188 Responses

May

It’s May!  Time, apparently, for a little dancing and some winged horse action.  So, pretty much like Woodstock in a doublet.  Huzzah!

April

4 April, 2016 - 304 Responses

april

I must be the April fool because we’re 4 days in and I just realised we needed a new thread.  Huzzah to the crisp nights and shorter days, surely it can’t be long before we thrill to Winter’s chill embrace.

March

7 March, 2016 - 192 Responses

march

Time is Marching on.  Soon it will be glorious winter!

Ildi

February

14 February, 2016 - 119 Responses

The month of love.  The fact that it is also the shortest month is not at all coincidental.

Feb.

Well, here we are again.

9 January, 2016 - 206 Responses

jan

Mindful of Q’s reception and iIssues, I thought it best to start a new thread.  OK, let the chattering commence.

Deck The Halls With … meh

4 December, 2015 - 201 Responses

catlight

It’s what, three weeks to Christmas and I haven’t done a single piece of shopping.  Not one piece!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

new, iPad friendly post

5 September, 2015 - 522 Responses

ipad

Well, go on.  Say something.

This is not a love song

20 July, 2015 - 268 Responses

….  Q wants a new thread.  That is all.

Smash!

15 July, 2015 - 58 Responses

Yesterday was proceeding according to plan, until I went to exit the roundabout to enter my town and some dismal, doughy woman collected the front passenger side of Dragon Wheels.

I was more affronted by her insistence that I was at fault, than the accident itself.  Thank goodness a pair of lovely ladies who saw what had happened stopped and give me their details.  And the cops I summoned backed me up as well.  But who knew that accidents are no longer reportable unless someone’s been injured?  When I were a lad it was if there was more than $2,500 worth of damage to the vehicles.

And The Cat Came Back …

24 May, 2015 - 368 Responses

I can’t believe he’s done this to me again!

Friends came around for lunch etc. yesterday and while I was out in the back yard at the compost bin, my friend called out from the front yard, “I think Flot’s here!”

I raced through the house and there he was – just like last time, in the fenced off dinosaur garden, mrrrrowing like he was in distress.  He wouldn’t go near my friend, but when I came over he ran up chirping and started nuzzling me through the fence.  After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing he accepted a salmon sachet and allowed himself to be picked up and brought into TGP’s room.

He was big and fat, a tiny scratch on his nose but paws and claws in good shape.  Still wearing his harness but missing the new tags with my mobile number and his ninja bell.  He was a bit brubby, and obviously overjoyed to be home.  He’s been burying his head in my armpit like a kitten, drooling and purring his head off and very snuggly.

Jet’s been ambivalent.  Like me, I think he’d only just got over the heart-break of last time.

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