Arthur has a very peculiar sleeping position which he occasionally likes to adopt. It looks as if he has fallen…
The Vigilant Cat
Do not think that this greenhouse vigil is because it is warm and sunny in here, nor even because of…
Sunday Morning on the Tor
I passed this one on the way up the Tor this morning, clutching ipad and cigarette close to ward off…
Arthur helps the bubblewrap
Yesterday I had several packages to get in the post, which is time-consuming and boring work. Fortunately I had help,…
While you were looking the other way…
Something amazing happened in the sky today. Nobody saw it of course, because we were all warned not to look,…
I see no cat
There is no cat on the table. You may believe you see a cat on the table, but you do…
The Race
(…being a thing run not against each other but against the onset of the shivering.) Whether we dress in a…
The Cat of Blackmore
I do not know this cat’s name, but he lives at Blackmore Farm, a fantastic 15th century manor house. His…
Catus Interruptus
I thought I would draw something in the garden, so I had settled down to draw the veg patch, with…
Getting In
My thermometer says it is still barely six degrees (though discussions with people on site suggest it might be nearly…