Pussies

Evangelia, my lovely SiL who is taking care of my b&b&a needs here, has two ragdoll cats (imagine a siamese (attitude & colouring) crossed with a persian (hair) & a child’s floppy doll) after 24 hours they’re slowly beginning to warm to me, a stranger who smells of dog...
I shopped, I did art (if that’s what wreaths wrapped in tin are) I shopped again* and then I met a friend for dinner, foolishly (it would turn out) only 24 hours after there had been a sit/sleep in climate change protest just in that very street...

*not all of these attempts were successful I hasten to add