A Family Business

Wet and cold in Durham today, and (did I mention the car is on long-term sick leave?) Guy and I walked into town to swap library books and buy a few essentials.

We got the bus home and soon after that discovered that the tub of double cream had dwindled to about one third of its original volume. The rest seems to have been laid as a cream trail all the way home.

Can't work out why there isn't a queue of friendly cats at the door.