Sunday

[lizwilliams]

For those who visited on Saturday, the 'sitting under a tree with book' thing did, in fact, happen. I had a very chilled-out day making banana bread and writing up our various oils and incenses recipes, aided by Sid, who kept shoving all the reference books off the garden seat and then bit me, quite hard, in the arm. So, that would be insufficient attention paid to his Royal Darkness, then?

In the evening, I went up to a druidic gathering and discovered on the way back that something has gone amiss with the lights on the Jeep: they now illuminate the lower branches of trees, which would be great if the Jeep had a cruising altitude of about 30 feet up.

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

aided by Sid, who kept shoving all the reference books off the garden seat and then bit me, quite hard, in the arm.

He is Barry. He just is...

[mevennen.livejournal.com]

He's also Tiger, another identical black cat we had when I was growing up.

Sid spent all of last night in the exact centre of the bed, so I am now in a strangely hunched posture, as is T, having unconsciously accommodated ourselves around him.