Monday, 26 July 2010


Young Vic is still eating happily at his leaves, but not doing much else.   We seem to have acquired a sibling for him  when he achieves his moth persona.   A silvery something flew past my couch last night.  Without thinking I said 'Look! a moth' - then suddenly realised it might be - horror of horrors - a carpet moth.

But no. Col stayed calm and said that, yes, he had brought it in yesterday, to save it from something or other that was after it.   It joined us in the bedroom last night and nested on the bedside table.

I finished my July magazine round after the meeting yesterday - and Bea is on her way over.

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