Feline Smorgasbord

Been disturbed for the last few days by the sounds of avian activity around here, seems like Father Darwin is about catch up with some of the less bright Starlings in the neighbourhood... they don't call them bird brained for nothing. Yup, it's looking like they're nesting in the corner of my roof. With Gizmo living here. Ooooo-kay. That's clever. Is that the sound of a six shot .357 Evolver I hear being in the distance being cocked? Best not to tell my mother about this, she got upset enough last time she stayed in a farmhouse around here and had to watch the local cats methodically demolish the family of fieldmice she'd been watching for a week...

A funny old day. Busy. Lots done, lots planned. And the bike's back from the MOT with a new rear tyre, a sparkly and lovely restored rear wheel, and the annoying bit.... they've insisted on stripping and refurbishing the brakes. Except I'm now going to have to get my mech in to undo whatever damage they've done to make the brakes Italian style, ie: made from wet pasta. Never mind, the big beast is back and tomorrow will be legal, so I shall be off making loud noises of the vroom variety very soon. But no breadmaking. That genius plan for this evening has gone to pot, courtesy of the fact that I've no marge in. Everything else. But going to ASDA to buy marge when I could, erm, buy bread at the same time seems just a little pointless....

ANYWAY... this post is delievered late due to the fact that I've needed to comfort the cat after inadvertantly sitting on him... black cat, black computer chair, you get the picture. Poor lad's had a hard enough day anyway.