MAKING AN ENTRANCE

It’s been a week since I was furloughed and what a joyous, carefree week it’s been.  No getting up at 5.30 am, no dodging the idiot drivers on the way to work, no listening to banal chit-chat from fellow workers and no need to mix with the riff raff outside (Boris’s orders).  And the sun’s been shining almost every day so what could be worse?

Not eating enough dandelions is what could be worse

No online shopping that’s what.  It’s probably easier to get an audience with the Pope than find a home delivery slot on any of the supermarket shopping sites.  I know I’ve tried!  El Papa promised to ring back later but Sainsbury’s said I wasn’t vulnerable enough, Morrisons said there were another 20,000 punters in the queue before me and Waitrose, well they just didn’t bother letting me log in.  Your name’s not on the priority list, you’re not coming in was their attitude.  Stuff ‘em!  Who needs food anyway?

Helping with the online shopping

Aside from still being alive, there are reasons to be cheerful (part 3).  Firstly, I’ve finished painting the entrance hallway which looks dazzlingly clean and virus free in Nutmeg White and secondly, there’s plenty of kitty love going around.

Before - our Moroccan themed entrance

Adding a bit of texture

Clean and dazzling Nutmeg white

The new lockdown extension period means I get to hang on to my ‘loan’ cats for that little bit longer and as I’m home for the foreseeable that means plenty of treats, lap time and mummy meows.  

And that’s just how I’m spending my day – they are just a pair of spoilt moggies who sleep a lot or cause trouble.

She'll never see me back here

Fatty loving the great outdoors

Exploring the veggie patch

Saying hi to the neighbours

Dusty's new home in the packing box