Emergency drugs blip

I just be collecting cats, here.  Today was the turn of R, who is a tufty, bitey, dashy aroundy little thing with a tail like a bottle brush and whiskers that bend the wrong way.  The magic banana did its thing again, even after it had been enthusiastically pawed and scraped and dribbled on by little M at lunchtime.

Spent all day working away with my feet freezing cold despite thick fleecey socks that are called Heat Holders.  I think the fleece may have compressed under my great weight, and probably needs a long go in a tumble dryer to fluff up properly.