Well, as promised by the weathermen, the last day or so has been quite stormy. Torrential rain both in London and at home, with cloudy, humid weather in between.
Saw the second semi-final last night, as a game wasn't a patch on the previous match, but France did enough to go through. They looked very tired, though. Much as I'd like to see Zizou lift the trophy I wonder if Sunday will be a step too far for them?
Carlo the Kitten continues to flourish. Both Jacqueline and I said that we forget how much fun kittens are. We've changed the type of litter in his tray and he has now started weeing/pooing in there, which is a relief. And, he's getting bigger, almost daily one can see a difference.
Maisie is still put out. She hasn't been in for the last couple of days and I have resorted to going into the garden to fuss her, even gave her some supper on the patio last night. I keep telling myself that it is only until we can let the boy out, and I hope very much that this will be the