Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
by admin - 22:57 on 17 July 2012
A viewing today of laser-printed proofs of A Cat Called Tess at Tigger and Co's Findhorn HQ have convinced me that day-glo greens won't appear in the finished book and that all is well. I could have done a little more tweaking but only at the risk of upsetting the balance elsewhere, so I left well alone.
Printing will begin this week; the books will be available for collection on July 31, or thereabouts.
Tigger was his usual jolly self, despite conversation turning to the regrettable passing of Deep Purple keyboards ace Jon Lord and thence to praise of Yes keyboards wizard Rick Wakeman. It appears we've more in common than I realised.
Back home, a sad pile of feathers suggested that a chaffinch had come second best in battle with a sparrowhawk. Then I found the body in one of Bess's favourite resting places.
The marauding moggy has discovered how to kill without teeth – the brief respite enjoyed by The Rural Retreat's small game population is over.
Word must have reached Young Marten, for when she arrived tonight she looked nervously in the direction of Bess and refused to climb the garden gate, instead choosing to ascend The Nutella Stump.
The usual excuses of high ISO and low shutter speed explain the lack of sharpness in the snap. Or perhaps the visitor was trembling, fearful of attack by a blood-crazed cat. You can decide.
Add your comment