With The Beatles

Usually have breakfast in bed at the weekend and without fail Coco (The Ginger Whinger) will come on to the bed and become fixated with my Beatles mug.

Family meeting tonight to discuss our upcoming trips in April, supposed to be going to Ireland, Poland and Estonia next month. The outcome I fear is inevitable, think I'll be crying into my beer later on this evening.

On a positive note we'll save a fortune in cattery fees. 

"And then the cat crept in and crept out again"...