Personal Space

I was sat eating my dinner after a shift at the foodbank and Stridley would not leave me alone.  To be fair, the quiche had cheese in it, and there were also beans on my plate which are two of her favourite forbidden foodstuffs.  This is her climbing over my shoulder to try and access my plate from above, after I'd jammed it between my knees and chest to try and keep her off it from below.  She's getting persistent in her old age.

I was giving out parcels in the foodbank today as they had plenty of people coming in to give food donations.  It was a busy day at a busy time of year. Lucikly the warehouse was pretty full, but a lot of it will be going out before Christmas.