Have A Break, Have A Kit-Cat

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

So there I was, having a good old chat to the Princess last night. We were talking about houses and I was suddenly aware that I needed to shit all over the floor. 

But - and now here's the thing - how do you break into a lovely conversation with that? How do you stop the Princess telling you all about walking her doggy in the rain with, "EFF ME I'M ABOUT TO SHIT UP THE WALL!"

So I was terribly polite about it. But apparently I had sounded "distracted" which is honestly not effing surprising given that I was about to sh*t-spray a cat. 

I'm not sure what it is that upset my stomach, but it continued through to this morning so I decided NOT to spend an hour on the train this morning. It would have been unfair to the other commuters and besides I don't even own a pair of bicycle clips.

Consequently I worked from home today. Well. I say I worked. There's definitely quotation marks around that word. I may have spent more time editing together this weeks episode of the podcast and talking to recruitment agencies.

But it was nice. Every time I needed a break from the work I did do, I just got on the floor and rolled around with cats. I wish I could have them in the office with me every day. It's just so relaxing to rub a cat's tummy and watch their little eyes crinkle in delight. 

So I had a nice day today. And - bizarrely - was quite productive. And now my stomach feels better too. I think the cats are quite relieved. 

S.

p.s. Another picture of the back garden from the upstairs bedroom, so that you can see the extent of the greenery out the back.