Saturday, 31 May 2008

Aged Ken, our decrepit white cat, woke us this morning bravely fighting off another cat at the back door. Poor old Ken was quite exhausted by his efforts and his little heart was beating so quickly: it was a superfeline effort which won him much praise.

After an early breakfast I popped into town for an eye test and then popped into a charity shop where I bought a history of the Tulip, a biography of Penguin Books founder Allen Lane and a first edition of Noel Coward’s Present Indicative; all for £8:00. I was very pleased.

I spent the rest of the day in the garden, and in other people’s gardens. In the evening, carried forward from last weekend, we had our first barbecue of the year.