One of the many bad things about 2009 was the death, from old age (cat no 1) and a broken heart (cat no 2) of both my cats.
Obviously I’ve missed them (though enjoyed the vomit-free floors, un-scratched carpets and fur-free jumpers) but the ramifications of their absence only became fully apparent this morning when the British Gas engineer took the front off my boiler and… Read the rest of this entry »
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