The Cat Who Had 60 Whiskers*
Work hard at Spin. It’s hot, but manage the standing flats, standing climbs and thirty five minutes of the class. Am hoping soon to manage the whole class. It will help once the panther’s gone but he’s still hanging around: dragging at my heels.
Wash self and hair. Then parentals drive me to West Hampstead and meet my blogging chum Christopher for lunch. This is the first time I’ve been out with a friend for months and obviously parentals drive me there and back. It is good to be out and to have a change of scene.
Have a sleep and now am watching the Men’s Doubles Final from the French Open with Mum. We forget to record today’s action from Eastbourne. On Monday it will be Wimbledon all the time for two weeks, so can’t wait for that.
It’s another hot day. It is too hot to sit outside at lunchtime. The fluffy monster is out there, probably sleeping under a bush somewhere. Spend a bit of quality time with him this morning, picking burrs out of his coat.
The attached photo is with The Master today at Spin.
Happy Saturday everyone!
*2007. By Lilian Jackson Braun. The 29th book in The Cat Who series.