Mmm cheese, likes it there, cat love
1. The risotto is cheesier than normal. On the fine line between sickly and perfect comfort food, I wouldn’t like it every time but for a one-off, it’s delicious. 2. Deposited there for the duration of our supermarket visit, Lily sits on the living room rug, tail wagging, and watches me say goodbye to Katherine. [...]
Spotted, nearly kisses, hen friends, up there with laughter
1. I find a polka dotted feather on the ground in the woods – black with white spots. I show the boys then keep it tucked in my hand, to take it home and add it to my collection. 2. “Well, that was nearly embarrassing,” I tell one of my colleagues over IM, “the cat [...]
It wasn’t even that cold, busy buzzing, perfectly put
1. Conscious of a distance chicken announcing she’d just laid an egg, I wake up earlier than normal. Carla is nestled in my arms like a teddy bear. When I’d woken through the night, she’d been there too – a sleepy purr starting whenever I brushed her silky soft fur. (She’s with me now too, [...]
Not at all alone with the moon – a day of company
1. All of Team Peach is on the bed when we wake up and we sing the ‘Team Peach on the Bed’ song. (“Team Peach on the bed, fa la la la la. Carla on the bed, La la la la la. Boron on the bed, Bee bee bee bee bee. Lily on the bed, [...]
3BT – five beautiful things before lunchtime
1. When I finally wake up, she’s stretched out next to me, fully stretched out with her stumpy chicken legs pushed out behind her. I ask her if she wants to get up – it’s late and she must need a wee – but she buries her nose back under the duvet. Hearing my voice, [...]
3BT – the foraging trio, mmm charity, from my viewpoint
1. I call for Carla but she’s already on the balcony waiting for me and the three of us – me, her and Lily – head into the woods. Lily paddles in the beck and Carla climbs trees while I pick pungent pods for pickling. 2. The (very) local Leonard Cheshire home is having a [...]
3BT – it’s just a tribute, not all the letters, worth the wait
1. John and I often hold conversations in the form of song, usually singing alternate lyrics to an earworm or the song we’re currently playing. Today’s conversation in song: I explain that I’ve left the door key in my hoodie pocket and my hoodie is at the bottom of the garden because by the time [...]
3BT – nice weather for water birds, fab cats, ugly Google, happy hound
1. We’ve been avoiding the muddy woods and walk to Apperley Bridge instead. We watch the swans and their perfect reflections in the marina, then the ducks squabbling on the canal. 2. It’s 11th years to the day since Carla & her late brother Carbon came to live with me. Throughout the day, I sing [...]
