Cat on the hot tin roof

Ok cat on the microwave.

Jazz likes to stay out of Shelley’s way.

After a lovely Sunday roast we set off collecting Murphy on the way.

When the traffic started to build up we started making up our own routes rather than following the satnav lady.

HtP came home with me and he’s helped me clear the conservatory as they are starting to lay the conservatory floor.

We had a lovely time in Cornwall and I don’t want to face reality.