I’ve been reading a lot recently, about parents saying teary farewells to their children heading off for university this autumn.
Do you remember those days? I do. Like they were yesterday. It was tough, but we got through it in the end. And chances are, so will those parents. Maybe they’ll do it with a bit more dignity and decorum than I? One can only hope. Continue reading
A few months ago, I wrote to you about some ducks that were visiting our next door neighbors in London. They would swoop in every morning, quack for a while, then after an hour or so, fly off to their next stop.
I did some heavy research (time taken: under 10 minutes) and discovered some pretty kinky things about ducks and their rich and varied sex lives. I discovered ducks aren’t averse to a little necrophilia, which kind of makes me re-think my position on Daffy and Donald’s relationship. Continue reading
I found this letter, printed and signed with pawprints, on my desk last week. Continue reading
Simple question: is your cat a dog? Continue reading
Last week, I went on a London Walks Tour, called Somewhere Else. A fairly vague title, I think we can both agree. Continue reading