Nobody Does It Better*

“I have set off my lovely,” Seb’s message comes through at 12.07pm today.  “But will still be a while.  May miss the start of the tennis.  See you in a bit.” He is coming to see me.  And am here in front of my television so it doesn’t matter when he arrives. “Yay!  Can’t wait […]

The Cat Who Sang For The Birds*

“What’s the fluffy monster doing?” I ask Mum when I call to inform her that I’ve left the Office. “He’s telling me that he wants his supper,” Mum says. Can hear the sound of her shaking some dry food into his bowl. “Hello Mr Fluffy,” I say. “Say hello to Tanya,” Mum says to him. […]