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Goodbye August, Hello Harvest

Barnaby Jonathan is a very sweet and gentle cat, loyal to a fault and always willing to exchange tickles for nice big feline hugs. When we’ve been out for the day, he always runs to meet us, and he is at his most content when he’s curled up on somebody’s knee. Here I am attempting to  plant a nice little kiss on the end of his dear little nose. Nine times out of ten he will give a nice big kitty kiss right back, but then there’s the occasional moment when he’s a bit michievous. After eighteen years I should have known what he’d do from the look on his face….

Hooray for skipping!
Hooray for Hunter wellies!
Hooray for turning leaves!
Hooray for Fridays

(Yes, the leaves really *are* beginning to turn around here….Autumn is on its way, oh goody)

Whilst spending the afternoon counting up the numbers of books, CDs, pairs of shoes and various other miscellaneous goods that I need to declare for the marine insurance for my Big Move, I’ve been attempting to find my little book of preserves and pickles so that I can share that delicious lemon curd recipe that I mentioned the other day. BUT I CAN’T FIND IT.

This either means that it’s lost (eeps), or that it’s already over in America with my other cookery books that I took/sent out last year. I hope it’s the latter. It’s so hard to keep track of things when all one’s possessions are split between two countries.

Humph.

RESOLVED

It’s settled. Here name is Denise

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