In good books

Stop smoking clinic this lunchtime, 12 weeks and counting, then round to W's to make her get off her bum and start moving around.

She's getting a bit down because she can't get about much after her operation, but she's hardly moving off the sofa, so Beloved pushed her into taking a short walk in the garden.

Sat chatting afterwards and Rooney, not the most sociable of cats, decided to sprawl on my knee whilst leaning on Beloveds.

Either I'm in his good books or he's sucking up so I'll feed him if W is not around.