The Story of my Staff
3: This may well be the beginning of my marching band career : )
3: This may well be the beginning of my marching band career : )
In order to get decent internet, we may have gone to a weird ass cafe in a snow dome, we may have had to drink this green matcha latte (it tastes as good as it looks 😫), but having steady flowing internet is worth the sacrifice. Celebrate your speedy connections people!!!!
2: I talk about how I’ve learnt to appreciate the art of decluttering.
I read that when a Siamese cat looks into your eyes, you can see the love they have for your radiating out of them. I felt that today. It felt good.
Dinner time.
Another catto lives here too but he’s so elusive I’ve only just managed to get a photo of him now. Fetch the wanderer and Spooks my little imp fren.
A mischievous pixie being an absolute cute pest.
My incredible dancefloor.
Bright flowers I danced with today.
1: I’ve done it. Hooray. I’ve recorded my first podcast. Full of colour, a bit of history, a dance story, a catto. I enjoyed it very much.
I’ve been a bit lax lately. Been eating more sugar. More dairy. Quite a few ice-creams. I can feel the results. The biggest thing is a sore foot. It has left me not wanting to walk much the last few days. It’s inflamed. Alarm bells are going off. I need to fix this. And fast. I instinctively know it’s because I’ve been eating more junk. My diet has slipped.
Luckily it’s easily rectified. Thank goodness. It just requires willpower. So no treats this week. And wonderfully my body doesn’t want them. It’s been easy to say no to the vast selection of yummies in the supermarket. I’ve had so much decadence recently that I’m actually bored of it. No one ever thought that was going to happen. No one ever thought I’d be excited to eat porridge for breakfast. In the summer. Oh yeah.
The coolest looking thing I’ve seen all day (except for a catto with bright blue eyes anyway).
This is pretty much my dream come true. Holding and loving a sweet Siamese catto. The same kind of catto I grew up with. Amy was my partner in shine throughout childhood. She’s in his eyes, in his demanding meow, in his cheeky monkey spirit. I’m feeling so very hap.
What a beautiful catto you are.
This is Spooks. I’m totally smitten. I’m currently playing As the World Falls Down by David Bowie to him on the harp. Softly. The Prince needs his rest. 😻
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Got taken out to dinner tonight by our new housesit family. What a super generous couple they are. I ended the evening with a snuggly cuddle with catto ‘Spooks’ having drunk a Butterscotch Espresso Martini. I totally melted when he looked into my eyes. Can it get any better?! 😻
Selby Power Station. The biggest one in England. Once a huge smokey blot up North. Now a forward thinking biomass production facility. Good work Selby. Love the nature around here too. And the juxtaposition it has with industry.
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My last walk in York for a while. Old and new. Our car of blue. Ancient walls. Bye bye York. See you again soon I hope.
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Yes I’ve got a thing for strawberry sponge cakes at the mo. And yes it was as good as it looks. 😍