This fierce, in-your-eyes looking creature called Berry is really a softie, some might say, a wimp, who it has been discovered rather likes his creature ( I use the term advisedly) comforts. He likes things to be without change or alteration. 2 days ago he was sleeping in Evie's room and the window was open for him to be able to go out into the garden for whatever reason. In due course of the day he did this. Later I happened to go into the dunadan's room next door and there this same Berry was on the window sill as usual waiting to come back in. "I always come in this way," he seemed to say, " so don't be trying to fob me of with the other window even though I know it is open." Cruelly I ignored him and returned to the open window of Evie's room and called him. He did deign to come, but honestly what can one say? Then yesterday a new bed arrived for Evie, to await her return to the family home, and there it stood with no bedclothes on it this morning. Outside the room a rather wet Berry loudly complained about something though it wasn't immediately clear what. He got a bit of tlc in our bedroom until it was necessary to stop as he got his claws out. I went to the bathroom and on exiting discovered him hovering around Evie's room, casting meaningful looks at the new bed. I couldn't believe what I was beginning to suspect, but I had to test it out. Sure enough as soon as I put the quilt, a couple of pillow cases and a bathtowel over the quilt since he was still damp, Berry immediately jumped up and curled up there for the rest of the morning. Now we know why he runs away from the streetwise black and white cat which periodically comes into the garden and at the sight of which he flees rapidly, usually back into the house. That one is not the same as the other black one which has twice come into the dunadan's room, and a couple of days ago came and mewed at my feet upstairs in the kitchen as he stood by Berry's feeding bowl. Whether it was already empty or he had just emptied it of Berry's remaining portions I don't know. So no wimp there. But Berry - you just gotta believe it!

Sing for your Supper?

Isn't this a cute Menu board? Spotted in the cafe section of the London City Mission's new arts centre in Limehouse. It does beg the question as to what you get for other numbers!

A runway?

Does this not look like a runway to you? I think it does, and in one sense it is. It is of a certain station which shall remain anon. at which we were told kindly but firmly that taking photos with a flash ain't allowed. I had already taken this one before hearing that moratorium but later the camera let me down and decided to break the regulations which is why we were then so advised firmly but kindly. And in what sense do I think the aforesaid is a runway? Well, simply that I took the photo and then had to run(a)way, except that we didn't but calmly made our way elsewhere. (Well, what can you expect from a Dad joke?)!

Correction of Correction

Re that blog below, you click on the 'bekayem' link.

Correction

By mistake I have written a blog on my other blogsite 'Misky' instead of this site. Could I prevail you, dear reader, to click on to it as it was intended to prompt a bit of thought and debate.

A Fairy Castle?

Did you know that you can see a fairy castle in London? Well, here it is with all the essential ingredients of turrets, roofs, multi-complex stories and a lovely colour tone. It is a shame it is slightly blurred, but then it may mean that Queen Titania had cast a spell to ensure no-one was able to get an absolute perfect copy to sell on ebay and so encroach on her privacy and relative laws.

Miss Leading Headline

The other day I was intrigued by an Evening Standard billboard which announced 'SKUNK FLOODING LONDON'. In my pedantic mood I thought, 'Shouldn't that read 'Skunks flooding London'? Even so it seemed a strange sort of phenomenon, which would be made much more of if it was really true that there were thousands of the darned critters galloping around the Metropolis. So then I thought, 'In that case can it mean that a sole specimen of the species has a very serious bladder problem?' The imagination boggled at this and I left it at that. The light dawned a day or two later when I saw the word used in an American detective novel in the context of drugs! It must be a very smelly drug!

('Thank you' to Wikipedia for the photograph)