One of the signs of the season is the desertion by our cats of the conservatory, where they have been camped out almost permanently this year. They have moved indoors in search of greater comforts and have been spending much of each day on our bed — normally Nell’s province, where they all like to …
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A-Muse-Hen
…and after last week’s complete chaos, I return in the hope of managing a full week’s blogging. The intent was there last week and I really did plan to keep my promises but Tuesday’s thunderstorm and BT had other ideas.
Bet you never thought inspiration could be gained from a farmyard chicken. It’s all in the blog. Prepare to be amazed.