I kicked Scooter off the bed last night - trying to get comfy I flung out my leg not knowing she was perched on the corner - and off she flew. As she is exactly the sort of cat who would kick me out of bed any time she got the chance she is bound to think i did it on purpose and hold a grudge.
We spent yesterday in Romiley with Simon and family. We played Hide and Seek with Anna, and Consequences. I think Bea met Harry Potter and at least two of us got sent off to jail at one point.
Its cold and grey today but we had a walk in Lathkilldale - among flocks of sheep all with their twin lambs.