I thought I would draw something in the garden, so I had settled down to draw the veg patch, with its newly sprouted broad beans and its very fine rhubarb forcer. It is not an easy thing drawing outside in bright sunlight with this phone that I do the drawings on. The surface is too shiny and the brightness of the screen too weak, and it’s all reflections. And cats. It is especially hard to see through cats. And it is especially hard to draw when being circled by a certain orange person who will neither stay still for a portrait nor get out of the actual way. I did my best.
Arthur is ready! Spring is just around the corner. He knows this because he has once again found there are some small pots of compost which require guarding, and will no doubt become seedlings soon with the proper feline attention.
It is fortunate indeed that the pots seem ideally placed in front of the warm Rayburn for his convenience, because he was busy guarding that, too. One can never be to careful with Rayburns: several hundredweight of hot cast iron is liable to just wander off when nobody is looking.
Arthur and Percy had a little something of turkey giblets for afternoon tea. They also had a little game from the game pie that Tony is making, for second breakfast. This, of course, in addition to ordinary breakfast and tea. It has been a busy day, so much so that as a special concession, Arthur’s second little something was served to him whilst on Boiler Duty, which is of course not usually allowed, and Percy’s whilst on Greenhouse Duty.