Yesterday, I was in bits all day. One of our three cats, Niamh, was at the vet’s from about nine in the morning until six in the evening. Quite simply she was having the operation that all domestic cats ought to have, she was being neutered. This was the first time that I, as a … Continue reading Stitches in the other two – makes me worried
Scholastica, Niamh, and Richard are all set for the beginning of their great adventure. They are going just across the border to La Línea de la Concepción to begin their chauffeur-driven journey to Caergybi. They have no need of quarantine as they have their nice Gibraltarian EU pet passports. They are the equivalent of the … Continue reading The first of us to leave…
Tonight, Andrew got me back. Tonight, it was me that was the responsible adult and he the patient. A rather strange state of affairs for anyone who knows how often we have been in A&E in the last four years. But fortunately, no ambulance required.
It's been three great years since Andrew and I got married. Where does the time go to? Those of our friends who visited us in East Belfast will know that we have had a lot of ‘children’ of the Build-a-Bear variety. Having moved to the Rock we found ourselves in accommodation that did not prevent … Continue reading And then there were five!