I can’t sleep

It’s raining heavily in the UK, but that didn’t wake me up. No it was my hubby getting up and making a pot of tea at four am. Then the cat wanted to go out at four thirty. I came downstairs to make a cup of coffee at five. Then as I was deciding whether to snack on a few olives left over in the fridge one of my paintings fell off the wall on the stairs, it came crashing down and shook me up a bit. I checked it over and its OK. But the string had worn through. I think hubby must brush past it on the stairs so I’ve restrung it with some wire this time.

Now I’ve had my coffee (decaff). I’m wondering whether to call the outside cat back inside. There is a forecast for rain turning to snow and ice later in the week…… I’m listening to the news on the radio. Train lines are blocked and flooded….. Do I go on… And they are talking about the end of the Trump era….. Life goes on.

In and out (or how I’m being trained by an outdoor cat)! 💕

In, 3pm, slept on the bed for four hours..

In, 11pm. Has some food, goes back out..

In 1am, goes upstairs for half an hour, then out…

Stayed up and watched a film, called him in at 3.30am….eats, goes upstairs with us, sleeps on end of bed.

Me, gets up at 6.30am for a bathroom visit. He follows, scoffs lots of food, sniffs litter trays, asks to go out…

Me, can’t go back to bed incase he wants to come back in..

7am, listening to the morning radio news…

Bed soon

suddenly at twelve the world went bang! Let’s just say it, people are glad that 2020 is over!

Bang! The neighbours set off fireworks, then the other neighbours set off theirs, soon the sky was full of bangs and crashes. Luckily our outdoor cat was in on the bed. It’s now just after 1 am and he’s gone out!

Goodnight and best wishes for the future.

Snowy walk home

A half mile from home along slippery, icy streets. The air was getting colder, falling below zero, ice crystals making Frost on the road surface. Not enough gritting? They were out later.

When you walk with someone with long strides and you only have little legs you have to move faster to keep up. That’s OK in normal weather, but in snow and ice its difficult. I got over it by holding hands and telling him not to pull me over! We got home safely.

We had snow

Five am and the sky was orange. The snow was dumped on us. Only a couple of inches, but you don’t know how disruptive that can be in a country that doesn’t get much of the white stuff in the winter.

As our street lamps change from sodium light to white led lamps I wonder if that orange glow will fade and we will get silvery white instead? The sound is deafened by the snow, everything is muffled. I think I can hear sleighbells…..

Went for a walk

We didn’t get to the lake so we walked locally, up and down the big hill round here, Penkhull. The village was mentioned in the doomsday book. I walked in a mask and socially distanced, my glasses steamed up and with the very low sun it was more like walking in a dark fog than a sunlit day. I kept covering my eyes with my hands to shield them. As we walked we were stepping over lots of broken twigs and branches. One large limb had fallen down on the local school grounds, but as some of its branches has been cut back, this might have happened a whole ago? Today I managed to walk 5.8 kilometers (8250 steps) I also managed to raise my heart rate. I’m glad we won’t but I was shattered when we got back!

Walked 9.2 miles!

It was a filthy, wet day, rain, wind, cold, puddles! Of course I could have said no. But I need exercise. So off we trudged along the canal down on a flat route to a main road, then right and down hill to a large retail village. Only problem? I’d forgotten to bring a mask or some cash (I had thought I could catch the bus back), that was the five mile mark. We got a bit dry in the ladies loos, then my friend popped into a couple of shops while I stood outside. Then. Back along a dual carriageway. More wet steps. When we got to the roundabout that would take us back via the main road or along the river, yes you guessed we chose the river path. Cold, wet, rushing river, the paths were inches deep in water so I waded through the grass that was muddy mush. I’m glad I’d taken a big brolly. It made a good walking pole. Finally the path ended and we were back in the city…. I havent walked that far in twenty years!

Cats

Indoor and outdoor boys are getting closer to each other. They slept about a foot apart for about an hour tonight. Now outdoor boy is sitting in the arm of my chair and purring loudly. I stroked his chin and he dribbled on my hand. He’s not quite used to being stroked though. I think he doesn’t want to be disturbed, just to he allowed to sleep in the warm. My indoor cats love being fussed. He’s settled again. I think he might sleep now.