Me and My Shadow

Good to be home, though I've got a cold this morning after a very cool, long trudge around Stansted. Blimey, you need to be athletic to manage it with ease, though my legs had stopped twitching by the time I reached the train for Cambridge. Oh England : 4 coaches for a train to Birmingham ( eventually ) packed to the gunnels with tired tourists with huge suitcases, no food trolley, loo door that wouldn't close : Oh Joy.

My dear cat pal, so well looked after by Kelsey, calling in, twice a day to feed and pamper him , treated me with cool indifference, until the night got chilly and he tucked in next to me for a warm.