When I was seven years old, we had Circle Time at school. Circle Time was when we all sat on the floor in a circle and discussed a topic of the day. This particular day’s topic was “my dream life.” The idea was that you could choose absolutely anything – the best existence you could possibly think of, even if it had no chance of ever coming true. Continue reading “A Flat, A Cat, And A Fiat”
This is Fifi. She was the best cat in the world until yesterday, when she died at the age of fifteen.
(This post is picture-heavy, because Fifi was very beautiful.)
I didn’t quite break my 15-hour record for time spent in the bath in one go this week, but I did hit ten hours which is still pretty impressive.
From Friday-Sunday I was very unwell but today I’m a bit better, so that’s nice. This of course means I’m trying to catch up with everything, which in turn means I’ll probably wear myself out, but oh well.
My biggest news this week is that I FINALLY HAVE A DATE FOR SURGERY! Having been waiting since the beginning of March, this is very welcome. I’m going in at the end of October, at which point the nice surgeon will remove the angriest of the internal organs, and then hopefully the others will settle down and return to their normal selves without its influence. Honestly, peer pressure these days. Even internal organs are succumbing.