Crash Test Dummies to kick off Wednesday morning.
Oooh.
I wasn’t expecting that, #LateJunction. It sounded LOVELY all the same.
In Kitten Aquatic News: Daisy [stop it] has developed a water fixation. She is either incredibly thirsty, or has an cat from of OCD.
I suspect the latter.
Fresh water is always on offer in a choice of bowls. She prefers to drink direct from the tap in the bathroom.
I wouldn’t mind so much, but I’m on a bloody water metre.
I cycled along a Fairy Tale Trail.
I seriously could have spent all morning taking in the magical frost that swept over the estuary overnight.
But a swim instead.
Somehow I ended up with the pool all to myself. It was GLORIOUS.
A brief catch up with the always interesting @MrBoom followed.
BOOM.
And then we were both gone.
Back at base and a familiar morning routine is now being established with the kittens. I arrive back with about 30 seconds to spare before I need to clock on at work. The kittens want out.
Enter Jase, exit the kittens.
I get to do the work logging on, whilst they continue with their careful back garden explorations. I’ve been pleasantly surprised with their timid behaviour to date.
I turned on @RobertElms, so to speak, and straight away there we were with Marvin’s I Want You.
I had a bit of a moment, and just BEAMED for around three minutes or so.
The kittens disrupted all of this. It was a f-ing nightmare today trying to work with them. The play fights lasted all morning. The battle scene was my work desk.
I had some background reading to complete ahead of a NY project that looks like taking up most of my time over the next month.
The Beastie’s Vs Daft Punk kept me entertained.
Cheers, Polom.
In Not so Happy Cat News: the final premium was paid out following the farewell to the Mad Cat over the summer months.
That seems like such a long time ago now. I still think about her as I watch the kittens play 🙁
The insurance company have been half-decent. Although, note:
“We do not pay for euthanasia.”
Or pill poppers, it seems.
Poor old Mad Cat.
And then early evening I headed out to Sunny Colch for the CBC Cabinet meet.
I also had to collect a batch of tickets for what is looking like Jase on Tour next month.
When did buying train tickets become so bloody confusing?
I’ve got a batch of over 25 for four journeys in December.
The Cabinet meeting was the usual pantomime performance. I’m not sure why I still bother to attend to tbh.
Dear Leader now clarifying. They are still talking in #localgov tongues.
— Colchester Chronicle (@ColchChronic) November 30, 2016
It’s all a load of bollocks, and bollocks to them all.