First full day back home, and the very first job, well after the first cup of coffee, is to head to Tesco for some essential supplies. We are out of almost everything, including holibobs, so best get on with it. We are there at half seven, rushing round, grabbing stuff, trying to be healthy and so on, which we mostly succeeded in doing.
And then the biggest and best job is to collect the cats from the cattery and bring them home. This will be the second to last trip in the hire car, so Jools gets to drive there and me back. We leave at half nine, after the school run has ended, but it is still busy. At the cattery, we pay the hefty bill, and then try to round them up, which is harder than two weeks previously, but we do manage to do it whilst getting some superficial wounds, mostly from Molly.
Now is the rush to get home before Mulder’s bowels give out, so I try to be as quick as possible, but from Whitfield traffic is heavy, with hold ups at the Duke of York roundabout too. He is really spooked, and the inevitable happened as we passed Walletts Court, and he filled the basket, then lay in it. Man, it stunk to high heaven.

Meow.
The blanket is thrown out, the cats fed, and they follow us around all day like little lost sheep, asking for food every hour or so, which we give them.


I take shots of the ongoing demolition work going on in the centre of town, the car park next to Burlington House being taken down, and the offices of the House itself being emptied prior to it too being taken down. It really is happening.

We will still be waiting until into next week, when the money will be transferred, rather than one of those pesky checks being issued. Not much else we could do.
We go home for lunch and then more time with the cats, photo editing, blog writing and general time wasting, which is what you are supposed to do on holiday.
Wherever each of is goes, we are followed by a feline ghost, just tracking us and reminding us that should be decide to open a packet of cat food, they will be more than happy to eat the contents.
And so the day passes into afternoon and into evening.
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