Pookie's dilemma...

... is Monty's triumph. The dirty rotten scoundrel!

Apart from a very pleasant interlude over lunch in The Clachan with Alison, today has been a round of housework, because P is coming home tomorrow for the weekend. The cats' filthy cushion covers have also been washed, dried, ironed and put back on, which was possibly a waste of time and energy, because there'll be muddy paws and black hairs all over them by tomorrow. Humph!

I am due to decamp back to my flat with a few essentials to keep me going until Monday when I return.

Happy weekend, blippers!