An English Murder*

Am sitting up in bed at the flat.  The fan is on and I listen to it whirr.  It’s 4.27pm.  The panther sits on the windowsill, gazing out into the garden.  His tail hangs down behind him and every so often he twitches an ear or the tip of his tail.

Walk Dolly at 10am this morning.  The rain holds off, which is good.  Here we are:

Pop into the supermarket on the way home to buy some food and this bag in which to carry it:

Some money from the sale of the bag goes to The Woodland Trust, which is good.

A friend is coming for dinner so will use these special napkins from Durer’s House in Nürnberg:

Need to unload the dishwasher so will do that before the Athletics starts.  Let me just check when that is – right – it’s six o’clock.  

Achieve Body Scan Meditation but don’t sleep.  Finish reading Murder On The Orient Express.  Watch a David Attenborough programme about silky Sifakas – these people:

They are so beautiful and gentle but are only found on Madagascar.  They have such a specialised diet that they can’t survive in captivity so it’s a race against time to preserve their rainforest habitat…

The attached photo is with Dolly this morning.

Happy Tuesday everyone!
*1951.  By Cyril Hare.  Murder mystery novel.

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