Fourteen O’Clock!

Aww, Puppy, happy fourteen o’clock! I love you, tan tornado. Baby Yoda totally stole your look. And you totally stole my heart. And the dictionary. And Mum’s glasses and Nan’s audiobooks. I’m so glad you like cats. I guess it helps that you met the best cats ever when you were all the same size.Continue reading “Fourteen O’Clock!”

And Now For Something Completely Different.

I got my head stuck in a cupboard and couldn’t make it to London for the record number of people dressed as Gumbies, but you know I was there in spirit. Happy 50th, Monty Python. Thanks for making me laugh when bits of brain fell out of my head.

It Is Like The Present!

If you think this is too much, look at what inspired it: The Fluffy One is 16 today. His bro should be, too. I need to believe he’s around his bro with some cat magic. He’s the sun on his back and the shadow on the ground. Happy birthday, my boys, mommy loves you.

Just A Gigolo….

If you were lucky enough to have seen my Poppy sing at a wedding, you’d probably have heard him do Just A Gigolo. If you were lucky enough to have a 50th wedding anniversary, he’d greet you with, “What went wrong?” Have a spot of tea and a spot of cookie for my Poppy’s 100thContinue reading “Just A Gigolo….”

Smell Those Girls!

Okay, so back in the ’80s when my Poppy would come home from his friend’s house, he’d say to our dog, “Smell those girls!” because his friend had a load of girl dogs. My Poppy would’ve been 100 this Friday so you’re getting some way out interpretations of some of his quotes.