Badness...

Oh Crap! Just came home to find the cat from over the road uh- asleep in my garden. Mrs Over-the-road came to get her and I can hear Mr. Over-the-road digging in a hole in the garden right now. The little girl they have is asking loud and panicky questions about cat holidays :(

Apparently Masie cat was 15 years old and a bit poorly so it was nice and peaceful but if I had been driving today I would have got back just soon enough to let them say goodbye.

Bit rubbish really. She was a nice cat who used to make nests in the jungle in my garden.

Bad advice.

Some stupid woman on the TV just told me that I would only ever need to take 3 pairs of shoes on holiday:

"A pair of sandals, some wedges or heels and a pair of ballet pumps."

I don't think so. would any of those shoes really survive walking miles, climbing up stuff, wading through mud, doing rollercoasters, extreme driving and a strict regime of partying and drinking?

I'll stick to platform trainers, skate pumps and hiking boots, thank you.