Animals

Woken around 5pm by a cat fight crashing through the cat flap. Before I'd woken up, Lorraine had sprang out of bed and shooed off a gang of them loitering outside. Brian fighting again, and we'd not heard the like since the EBC (evil black cat). Meanwhile Calliope had picked up a nastily scratched ear, and at the end of the day Lorraine bathed it in salty water, while I held her. Calliope submits completely to any kind of medical stuff, flea applications, eye drops and wound washing without a squeak. I could learn a thing or two from that cat.

Otherwise the day spent on a job, coming up with concepts about fertility in cows.

Am beginning to improve health wise, as I worked all afternoon without needing to crash out. Had lunch and stretched my legs for a ten minutes in the park where I noticed the frogs were involved in some kind of motionless amphibian orgy.

Back to work. Lorraine home early, and we sauntered around the park in the dark this evening before feeding. Drank a small glass of white wine from our wine club collection, which was powerfully grapefruity and fresh. This wine club is worth its weight in gold, great wines at a cheap price.

Early to bed, as both tired.

Below frogs savour the onset of spring, the beasts.