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And by the way, which one’s Pink?*

It has been 3 months since one of our cats, Mackie, died and we have been thinking for a while that it would be nice to get another cat to keep our dear Grimalkin. Although she seems happy and settled, we think it would be nice for her to have someone to play with when we’re out at work.

So today we headed off to Battersea Cats and Dogs home to see if they had a match for Grimalkin (and for us). It was an open day, and because it’s the weekend and just at the beginning of half term, they had rehomed 16 yesterday and so there weren’t that many cats to see and none really that were suitable for Grimmy or for us. However, we will try again later on in the week – they have new cats coming in all the time.

As we were leaving, I took a few photos of my chimney of the day. For those who don’t know, these are the chimneys of the now decommissioned Battersea Power Station. This river-front area is being redeveloped and the latest plan for this protected building includes, I think, a cinema, a shopping complex, and homes. The world-famous chimneys (their fame partly due to their appearance on the Pink Floyd Animals album cover of 1977) have to be part of the design for the redevelopment, a challenge and a commitment for the developers.

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*yes, I know that the title doesn’t relate to the Animals album but I didn’t just want to call this blog post Dog or Sheep.

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Out of Reach and Out of Sight

An image from August 2011, Whipsnade Zoo.


Another meeting tonight. Tell you what, I’m not doing anything tomorrow evening except a whole load of nothing.

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In every direction that we look

It’s amazing how some days are so bound to paper that you don’t get a chance to look up and see the sky, whether it is a bright blue or a slate grey. Yesterday was definitely like that, and it felt oppressive as I had so many things to fit into it. Today I worked my way through the day, to the promise of an uncluttered evening and the feeling that I could finally look over to the distant horizon.


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Word Magic

There is something magical about being so engrossed in a book, you just can’t put it down, whether at night in bed, on the train, or as in the case of Jenny, the transfer from childminder to home front door to armchair. She didn’t even take her coat off.


Just in case you want to know, the book is Cool by Michael Morpurgo and she finished it in one school day, (which I assume included some other learning in addition to reading).

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Weekly Blog Challenge: Illumination


During a visit to a friend’s house, my lovely daughter and my friend’s lovely daughter decided a sleepover was called for, so we had to pop back home to fetch the essentials for such an event. I grabbed my camera bag on the way back and carried on experimenting. It fits nicely into the Weekly Photo Challenge over at The Daily Post at

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Somewhere, out there

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Cloud Sleeping

I am a woman of few words today, as I have been heartily rubbish in my work on my essay, and so must push on.  But I did manage to take this snap when I got home, after a day of emergency first aid training, with my fabulous friend (and now colleague – woohoo!) Barbara of JoBart.

I wish I was cloud sleeping.

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It’s about time

Our friends, L and M have, for a long time, been suggesting we join them in visiting the south coastal town of Eastbourne. They insisted that the sea was a colour not matched anywhere else; that the beach had the most interesting pebbles and stones; that the Towner gallery was a treat; and the experience of eating at the Holiday Inn Fish Bar – well, there were no words for that, you just had to do it.

We hadn’t been putting it off, but there never seemed the right time, what with all the usual family commitments and the inability of all members of my lovely family to actually all be out of bed and ready to leave at an early enough time to make it worthwhile.

But somehow, today, we did it.

The sea was a magnificent colour.

The pebbles were intriguing.

The Towner gallery was inspiring.

The Holiday Inn Fish Bar was certainly an experience (tinned peaches and cream anyone?) and it offered a suitably satisfying, reasonably priced lunch. The photo of Jenny’s banana split is kindly supplied by Hubby.

All in all, a lovely day.

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Your bed? Mmm, I don’t think so


Rain on a spider’s web

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