Playing Postie

Such a lovely morning that I donned my layers and walked up and down the village (there is only got one road!) delivering our Christmas cards.  It's not a quick job, I refused several cups of coffee but did stand chatting to lots of folk, as we admired the weather, the stillness and the wishy washy sunshine.  

Also, very sadly, learnt of the death of my favourite cat, Kushka.  I looked after her often when her owners were away and she was one of the nicest cats I have ever known.  She never sat on my knee, but was happy to perch on the arm or back of my chair and purr loudly!  We had many happy times playing with a ping pong ball too!