Arthur and Tiffany after breakfast.

We were woken up at 5am by Arthur yowling loudly as he coughed up a fur ball.
He goes through a very dramatic performance, and although we are used to it, 5am is not a good time to be woken up to such activity.
Paul and Maria set off at 6am for the long journey to York.
It is such a good divine syncronicity that he works currently in Leeds, and Maria has benefitted from many lifts home from university as a result.
Maria is going to spend a week in Harrow with her boyfriend's family and then on to Nottingham, to a friend, and home again on Friday.
I was up at 7:30am, made coffee, put the news on, put some chicken out for Arthur and Tiffany, and then noticed what a cloudy drizzly day it is.
I am waiting eagerly for our new dishwasher to be delivered from Currys, any time after 9am.
We bought a dishwasher back in 1996, and it worked perfectly all those years.
The new one is guaranteed for only three years.
Have a good Monday blipper friends.
A thought to ponder:
WB Yates:
"The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper."