Beeping Toby on the street

A new day and more to sort out. The new cat flap admits cats by assessing the chips on their shoulders. Calliope's won't register. Lorraine and I pushed the unwilling cat into its travelling basket and it complained all the way to the vets and back again. Her chip registers so she may have to have a different chip added giving her two chips. Otherwise Calliope leaping up to the tabbies full of fun and mischief, batting the end of Brian's tail and creeping up on Basil and touching her with the lightest of touches while asleep. She appears to be alpha feline which is pretty fast work.

This cat business done I sat down to catch up with my blogs only to find that there was some French work to be written. Happily working on this the sumptuous tastes of Southern France for a couple of hours while Lorraine was had her back cracked at the chiropractors.

Off to the gym this afternoon, and as we were picking some things up from my old house we went by car. Passed Toby strolling down the street and beeped him. After we'd got him properly lassoed and pointed into a cafe, L and I continued to the gym which Today Lorraine joined, doing particularly well on the hulk legs machine.

Then home to the Old Church Hall having collected some bits and pieces at my place. We sat about chatting as Lorraine cooked us all lovely supper of roast pork and vegetable parcels and roast potatoes and sweet potatoes. Some discussion over supper with Beth about the nature and species of fruits, Toby finding them on his iPhone before the ladies found them in their books.

Toby and I off that night to the London Unity pub where The Shakespeare Trio were playing. The night disorganised and some toe-curling poetry at one point. Richard and Dipak held over to top the bill and played beautifully though he talked too much between numbers. Maria, Richard's guitarist wife was there too, and gave me the name of a classical guitar repairer.

Walked home down the hill chatting with Toby both of us rather tired.