Well, I’m back again……

I realise that it has been a few months. Truthfully I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to come back and write this blog again, but I really think that maybe I should. For one thing, although I really don’t do an awful lot in the flat – and I’m seriously thinking of amending that if for no other reason than at least if I got out of the flat it would give me more of a social life – and something more to write about the my usual fare which is: Had a very boring day, Didn’t do very much, Slept most of the day. None of which is particularly edifying to anybody reading this Blog. The only light of the end of the tunnel – at the moment anyway is that I’ve almost finished my Romance Novel. Strangely enough this is actually the hardest bit to write, or speak, depending on your perspective. True, I have the most brilliant program ever – Dragon NaturallySpeaking which is far and away one of the best programs I ever bought (well half bought – my Dad paid for half of it – but even that was £139.50) and it is only now that I’m really managing to get to grips with it – thanks to a Dragon NaturallySpeaking Book for Dummies which has proved extraordinarily useful. I just wish that I had had it about a year ago – I might have spent less time threatening my laptop with a baseball bat and more actually getting some work done. But on the plus side at least I seem to be getting more work done now, than I was before. I’ll let you know how things go.

I was supposed to be attending a performance of Aladdin the week after next; unfortunately there has been some altercation between the director the cast and possibly somebody else – we don’t really know all the details – and quite frankly I’m not sure I care.. But as they say in all the best divorce settlements it really comes down to irreconcilable differences that cannot be smoothed over, or solved or even mitigated. A little bit annoying, I was rather looking forward to going out and seeing a play. But, things could be worse. We still have problems with the Tabby cat; we’ve met up with her owners, friends of her owners and other people who know by sight and all of them say that she belongs, well two doors down from our flat. The problem is that no matter how many times they tell us this – she (the cat that is) thinks that she belongs to us – or that we belong to her and keeps coming round for food and somewhere quiet to sleep. When we first found her she was very, very distressed and desperate for food and affection – we don’t know; but we think that her owners went off on holiday because as the son of the owner said, and I quote, ‘She’s an outside cat. She lives in the hedge, so we don’t really need to take care of her.’ Now personally, I think anyone who treats any animal – or decides to take on an animal should care about that animal. If your attitude is to let the animal fend for itself, then why in the name of all that’s Holy have you decided to own one? I know, I know people say that cats are different, but I disagree, you cannot treat animals (or people for that matter) like objects. I know what’s going to happen in the end; if we ever get the opportunity to move and can clear out the flat, we can have to go around to her owners and offer them money to take the Tabby off their hands. Now we have to do is get them to agree to it, and that is another story.