A wishcat

Life has its ups and downs.
Just finished listening to Wednesday’s 1-0 loss to Forest, but at the same time learned of Liverpool’s thrashing of Wigan Athletic when Brian brought the little girls round to spend the night here.
Tomorrow is of course the big one in north London, but it won’t be as eventful as Holly’s dream to have a kitten.
The dream continued until one day, CRASH and something landed on the window sill outside.
Not a kitten, but the scruffiest, most ragged cat that you’d ever seen.
Bundles of joy don’t always come dressed as you imagine.

Published by Rob

Now 70, I'm getting back into website development and brand protection, as well as showcasing the delightful artistic talents of my beautiful wife Lynne. My projection will encompass a lifetime of database marketing, as well as the Christian democratic socialist ideals of my wife and I.

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