On cheese and cats

Everyone should have a Caz. Caz makes me talk and feeds me good stuff. There’s no one like Caz to make the world look like a much better place than it seemed before. And Didier was a very silly frog – he hid so that he wouldn’t go to London with me. I actually thought I had lost him but Will the Cat found him for me. Will the Cat slept over last night (Nicole’s room is being painted and he has no other bed than mine) and so this morning it was head bonks for me which made getting up much less horrid, especially while he timed it perfectly – 5 minutes before the alarm. A much better way of waking up, that goes without saying.
So I'm starting the week revived and positive. We shall see how long it will last.