It's been a really sad day here today without our little cat, I keep expecting to see her in one of her favorite places, which were getting increasingly ridiculous as she got older. She'd recently taken to sleeping curled up in the washbasin in the bathroom. It was horrible when she wasn't waiting for us when we got home from a distracting trip to town too. She was a big presence in this house, always under our feet and a right pain, but a lovely little cat with it. I was twenty five when we got her. I guess everybody says it about their pet, but she was full of character and after eighteen years you get to know that character with all its habits pretty well. I know she had a good long life and was well loved and that it's all part of having a pet, but it's knocked us all flat. It'll do us all good to get Monday over and done with and back into the routine of the week, it's been a long weekend already.
Enough of that misery, sorry. Here are a few shots I just found on my computer that were taken by my mate Johnny for an article I had in Ceramic Review last summer. I thought you might find them interesting, please excuse my ugly mug. I can't remember what date they were taken, it must have been just over a year ago.