I don't know what the collective name for a group of cats is, but I had Ghengis and Pippi snuggled up with me on the sofa just now, and have called it a Comfort of Cats. Ghengis was under my chin, and Pippi under my jumper, with just her head sticking out. The others are in various states of snooze about the house. I am resting whilst I can, having had that date with the vacuum cleaner this morning and then had to go to Llandod for more stuff we've run out of. My brain is still not quite in the right place for keeping tabs on things, making decisions etc. I just want to be left alone to snooze.
Anyway, have to go out in 3/4 hr to pick up Danny, Emma and "I" who are staying overnight. They will be here next weekend too. Tam will come over in the week for K's birthday.
I just want this exhaustion to wear off but think I probably have another week of it at least. Right, back to watch the last race of the afternoon. Enjoy your weekend, and hope you have not been blown away where you are. That was some storm across the south coast, Channel Islands and Northern France. We just had a bit of rain here.
Ooh love a cat cuddle, get them from granddaughter's cat, but still deciding whether we will get another cat. Being free to take off for a few days without having to arrange a cat sitter and we're having a new suite soon. Haven't the storms been dreadful, we've had torrential rain, flooded roads but no storm damage. Have you seen Frugal Queen on You Tube, 120mph winds, her house is ok, but no electricity, phone etc, lots of trees down. Have a great weekend. Hugs Gill Xx
ReplyDeleteThe storms were below us but I'm sure Debbie (Rustic Pumpkin) knew all about them. It's hard to balance being tied with a new cat (and having a new suite wrecked!) with managing with cat cuddles from your grand-daughter's cat. Off to check out Frugal Queen - is she in France by any chance?
DeleteSurprisingly not too bad here. Our amber alert warning was downgraded a couple of hours before the storm was due to it. So instead of getting the projected 90 mph winds, our top wind speeds were, I think, around 60mph. My cottage was also reasonably well protected due to the direction of the wind. The next storm whenever it comes is named after me
DeleteShe is, in Northern Brittany near a town called Heulgoat. They've done a wreck up, but she seems very positive and bubbly. Our local Scout bonfire has been a washout so we went to the pub and bumped into a neighbour, so a pleasant few hours was spent. Hugs Gill Xx
DeleteTry and get some Immune Support Vitamins. They do help. I hope you feel better soon. Bun
ReplyDeleteI'm taking a multi vitamin, Vitamins D & E, and Magnesium right now. Will look out for the Immune Support Vitamins. Thanks.
DeleteGood to read you are having a little feet up time. Can you not get groceries online for a couple of weeks? Just would save you heading out, lugging it to the car and out again to the house etc is a fair job if you are under par.A comfort of cats sounds about right, glad they are there to soothe you . Take care and keep taking the vitamins! Also water, it is SO good for us in more way than we realise. Danette x
ReplyDeleteThe cats can probably sense you are not feeling well and trying their best to show they love you....
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
I love hearing about the cats - it always sounds so cosy at your place. Well done on the vacuuming - I hauled our ancient Miele out yesterday afternoon as the sunshine was showing up so many cobwebs. We all feel we got off very lightly with the storm. No real wind, just persistent rain which has transformed our local landscape into the Lake District. If I peer down through our woodland I can see the flooded water meadows and as the leaves fall (hardly any leaf fall yet) the watery scene below will slowly reveal and beyond the river valley is the high ground which is set alight by the setting sun. We have been having the most glorious sunsets and rainbows lately, they take my breath away and of course no two days are ever the same. We had a lovely day yesterday. We walked down through our village to drop off the silver cup that I won at last year’s horticultural show and carried on to Fittleworth House which is the most beautiful Georgian House with a kitchen garden the size of six full allotments. I stuffed my pockets with six fat purple figs which were overhanging the high wall. We came back to our village church which is such a welcoming space. Our rector was there assessing water ingress (ancient church and all that) and one of the flower ladies was arranging. It turned out that she was new to the village last year but had worked in Social Services and knew all about Parkinson’s. She was like a breath of fresh air, even encouraging S to give the local PD group a try which he promised to do. From there we walked back to our community owned village shop and cafe and treated ourselves to a delicious cup of coffee and a toasted tea cake and enjoyed the buzzy atmosphere and seeing friends and neighbours. We did our food shopping (all shop and cafe profits go back into our community and we do around 90% of our shopping in the village shop on foot or on bicycle and the rest in independently owned farm shops) and bought the Financial Times for a change and for maximum newsprint for fire lighting. Then up our hill to home but pausing on the bridges that cross the mill stream and river to admire the Mill which was painted by both Turner and Constable. We had lunch of roasted squash soup. I followed Anna Jones’ 4-ingredient recipe for a change: squash, red onion, fresh red chilli and fennel seeds. The piece de resistance was dry toasting the squash seeds with fennel seeds for a crunchy topping. As well as vacuuming all of the downstairs and doing the annual silver clean - just four photograph frames and a few small bits and pieces from my mum - I made a big pan of leek and potato soup and then I relaxed with my birthday books. A lush new recipe book from T and a fabulous book on birdwatching from S which I had been lusting over in the RSPB shop. I have given up on tomorrow’s book group choice. I persisted to over halfway and then read the final 40 pages (it is 422pp) and it didn’t improve and I just hated the persistent analogies with warfare and weapon-toting and sexual congress. It was shortlisted for the Booker Prize in 2020- not for me, I hate war. Hope you are having a nice quiet Sunday and are starting to feel better. Look after yourself Jennie. Sarah x
ReplyDeleteCats are a comfort, wonderful companions--when they aren't being a nuisance. I notice they know to cuddle and be winsome almost immediately after creating havoc.
ReplyDeleteI think "a comfort of cats" is an excellent group noun for your cats.
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