Monday 7 September 2009


I live alone and do not own a cat. On Friday night I slept fitfully, I was woken several time by dreams about cats, cats mewing, cats fighting, cats scratching, and on one occasion I immagined I was being crushed in my bed by a warm heavy wraith. I awoke, unrefreshed, on Saturday morning, to find a cat trapped in my house with me.

Richard "I got a girl's telephone number" B

This was written in the week that Marie's hot mate gave me her phone number.