Hmmmm

He might well be slinking round the corner. He's had poor Tommy worried. I woke after a very hot night to hear something suspiciously Suc like, and by mid morning he reappeared stuck behind next door's railings fleeing from the traffic. Much mewing and rubbing ensued, he is no doubt feeling guilty, don't you think from that expression?

Other than a goose chase around the various offices and banks to get my parking permit (which is not for the most convenient streets unfortunately) we've done little other than acclimatize and squeeze a few lemons. MOT Spanish style tomorrow which may end up with me looking like I've been sucking a few. Cross your fingers / paws.