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. […]

Wetlands

Back at flat, curled up on the sofa with the panther watching the tennis. It’s the ATP Masters event at the O2 and for some reason the floor is blue. Wawrinka vs Berdych. The players’ shoes squeak on the floor. There isn’t the beautiful thud of the ball on grass but the sounds of tennis […]