Monday

 Morning, everyone.  The sun is hiding but it's quite bright and dry so here's hoping for a pleasant day!

Beth has brought the new kitten home.  He's very little, the 'runt' of the litter, but very mature, despite his small size, very social, uses the litter tray, eats like a miniature horse, plays, snuggles and pounces.  He is absolutely gorgeous.  At the moment his name is variable.  Peter, Little Pete, PJ (all after my Dad, Peter John) and all sorts of love-names.  I'm sure something will establish, given time.

Here's a few photos and, yes, he does look a bit younger than he really is, being the runt, but see how cute he is . . . just look at those dear little paddy paws!

I had a very pleasant couple of hours.

I'm just back from my last ever tuition session.  I feel an odd mixture of release and sadness and I'll probably miss it but it was time and it occurred naturally rather than many of the others when Lockdown stopped it.  It means I can go out on Monday afternoons now.

Happy Bank Holiday to everyone who has it.  Have a really good day, everyone.  xx