It doesn’t take much for me to become smitten with a kitten, and with George it was even quicker than most. For a start, he’s a black cat and they are the best… plus when I picked him up, he climbed onto my shoulder. So I tried him on my kneed but that wasn’t enough for him; he climbed right up to my neck and settled there. Awww.
Meanwhile, back at AllThingsDusty, we have some major progress to report this week on the extension front. Those who have lived through a similar project will appreciate that it’s the little things that mean the most, so when I returned from the bank on Monday to find that the skip had gone from the drive, I actually whooped like a US demonstrator!
Mid-week we had the floor laid (bar a few little finishing touches), which we’re really chuffed with, not least because it meant we could move out of the front room and spread out a little. No more fridge in the hallway; no more microwave and computer desk in the front room which, frankly, was more than a little claustrophobic.
Next week the real magic happens: the kitchen is being fitted, hurrah!