On Sunday I was received into the Roman Catholic church, at St Peter’s in Eynsham. Lovely Louise, and the ‘newly engaged’ Stephen, were my sponsors.
Maisie (see above) had to have a couple of teeth out on Tuesday. We have to keep her in for a week, and she’s beginning to go spare. She is becoming increasingly vocal, and eying up even the smallest, highest window. I think we’ll all be relieved when she can go out again (and forsake the indignities of the poo tray).
That said, a new catnip mouse from Culpepper, has distracted her a bit. Trouble is, it’s now so manky, it looks disturbingly like a real one.
At Eynsham Carnival this year, The Boy treated himself to a paella pan. As he’d read somewhere that the best way to cook paella was an a barbecue, he realised last week that he’d better get a wriggle on before Summer was over.
On Bank Holiday Monday Lovely Lindsay, and Prof Pete came over and we all watched while The Boy sweated over a hot pan. For the record – it was delicious.