Friday 30th May 2025

Somehow its Friday again.

How'd that happen?

I woke up to hear Jools leaving for yoga, so I leap up, get dressed and go do the bins, fill up the feeders, make coffee then go and sit on the patio with Scully.

She purrs her happiness.

It is a fine day. The wind dropped and felt much warmer.

Which is nice.

Once Jools returned, we had breakfast, and I nipped to Folkestone to check on the LSO on the downs, so that friends who were leading a tour over the weekend had something to show guests there. Four spikes, two in position to snap.

I called Jon to relay the good news.

By this time Jools had walked to the village library for her craft class/chat, so it was down to me once home to round Scully up to take her to the vet for her monthly check up.

The little bugger heard the box catch opening, and made a break for it. But a few minutes sitting on the bench brought her to me, so I scooped her up, and popped her in the box, then the box into the car, and off to Whitfield.

And then an hour's wait.

And. She is a conundrum. Blood sugar too high to read, though she is perky, she is always hungry and lost another 100g in a month.

Up the dose in the morning, and that'll be £110 please.

I'm in the wrong game, clearly.

So, I paid and we came home, where upon getting out the car we fed Scully.

And that was that.

I listened to podcasts sitting on the patio through the afternoon.

Which is much better than work.

Obvs.

As we were sitting, I saw three Painted Ladies feeding on the Ox-eyed daisies swaying in the garden, so grab a camera and go chasing, capturing one pretty darn good, even if I say so myself.

Dinner is carbonara and the last of the focaccia bread and red wine.

I warmed the bread in the oven, so was as good as fresh.

And finally, a relaxing evening, the music quiz and an early night, as a hard day's orchiding beckoned.