Cat on a hot wooden bench

It's been a scorcher today. I met Mum and Rory at Paddington and chaperoned them through the transport system with thankfully no hiccups. Fred and I treated them to lunch at the local caff, where Rory enjoyed a huge banana split. Then it was back to the flat for a DVD (Where the Wild Things Are), which mum and I didn't enjoy all that much, but Rory thought it was fine. I imagine that the book is much better. We ended the day with a game of Jenga, which Rory won and I very much lost.

Rory managed to stroke Whisky, just a little. This is something of a breakthrough for the poor scaredy cat.