- I think
lexx_uk may have a point on the Gothic Cowgirl thing. I just spent an afternoon wandering around Camden with an assortment of people and somehow acquired a new cowboy hat and a halter neck top, which I bought after uttering the immortal phrase "I like this. It kinda gives me a slightly trashy rodeo look" before handing over pennies.
This disturbs me. - I appear to own the Houdini of pedigree cats. Today, not a single door on the ground floor has been open. The only open balcony door has been on the second floor - far far above the ground. I just spent half an hour hunting for Myrddin, only to discover that he's apparently been spending the day with our next door neighbours, enjoying their barbeque.
These are, by the way, the next door neighbours who DON'T share a balcony with us, and have no connecting space above garden level.
I'm very confused.
I retrieved Myrddin, fed him, and now can't find him again. I'm getting suspicious.