While The Cat's At Home

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

Er Indoors sent me this picture of domestic tranquility while I was at work today. It made me want to be at home with sleepy cats and nap right alongside them.

It's also a decent picture of our front room, so you can get an idea of how we live (with lots of cat blankets and cat furniture and cat beds and cats).

In other news, Er Indoors and I have started watching "Married At First Sight". To be honest, it is not really my sort of thing, but I was feeling a bit bad that me and Er Indoors don't watch tv shows together that we chat about.

You know what I mean? When I was out with Reg and Mrs. Reg on Monday, they were saying they watch loads of programmes where they join in and discuss as they go along - like "Come Dine With Me" and "Real Housewives" and "Married At First Sight". 

I know Er Indoors misses a reality tv buddy for her "Real Housewives" shows (it used to be Lisa) and I have tried to get into that and discuss it with her, but it's just not for me. And I think she can tell that I'm straining to find things to say about that thing that Lydia said about Petitfleur at Gamble's party that time.

"Married At First Sight" (in which Australians marry each other having been matched by psychologists) is billed as "an experiment" and there's lots of pseudo-science about how the body reacts to stress and love. But actually, like most reality shows it's just about seeing who's a d*ck and who's nice and then Er Indoors and me agreeing with each other. 

("He's SUCH a d*ck!" "She seems nice though").

So I don't mind it too much, and Er Indoors does seem happy. Meanwhile, I've got a sleepy Punky on the couch next to me. Who knows, I may even nap.

S.