Woodhead snowscape

Kian in the snow

Cinder in the snow

Honeymoon badges

So it’s been a busy few days. We went to the theatre on Friday night. In the snow. It took 5 hours to get home. 15miles. Kian pushed 18cars on the A666 (about 2 miles from home). I can happily say that my Saxo can handle being in 6inches+ of snow. I miss the snow. I wish it hadn’t melted so quickly.

Kian post-training

Cinder sleeping – such a rarity!

Almost eggless brownies

Mandeville Oversees.

Well it’s snowing here in lovely Bolton. With that it does mean that I’m mostly stuck indoors (joints don’t agree with being out in the cold for longer than a few minutes). Being stuck in does have it’s downsides, like not seeing Mum on her birthday (Saturday). One upside is that I’ve got most of a jumper knitted this weekend (for me!). Yesterday Kian and I tried out a new-to-us restaurant with his Taste card (2for1/special discounts), Retreat, we would definitely recommend it.

Jump for my.. camera

Nights come in early – Lowry lit it up.

I wasn’t too well last night when we got home from club.

Tomorrow is the final night of Arabian Nights (one of the Christmas shows at the Lowry). I did my final shift on it this evening. I’m going to miss it. Next week we get back to short run productions and one-off shows.

Pounding the streets

Earlier than usual – I’ve been out in town (Bolton) to exchange a Christmas present (non-working Blu-Ray). Whilst in town I thought it would be a great chance to practice some street photography.

One wet week

Cinder has spent today playing in the mud that is our backyard. This does result in her long fur getting far too muddy and I will bet I get another shower time incursion from the fuzz ball tomorrow.

Day 6 – End of Christmas. One last reflection.

So the decorations came down today (if you’re not versed in Cat Time, by today I mean since I last slept). Everything is away for another 11months (almost exactly as we put stuff up on the 10th/11th December). The living room feels bare without the tree. What is Cinder going to climb tomorrow to make up for the tree being gone? Answers on a postcard folks!

PS – can you tell I’ve been doing my nails again?

Well you may have seen on Twitter and/or Facebook that this week Kian and I got a new addition to our little family. Walnut is slowly coming back from “What the flipping hell do you think you’re bringing into MY HOUSE?!” to “I do not want to share!” Hopefully she’ll get to “ohh can we play all night and keep them up?” in the next week or so.

She was named Fay by Bolton & Bury Cat Rescue, but we’re currently trying to find something that fits with her better. She’s far too excitable to be “Fay”. Give us name suggestions for her!

This was not the next blog post I was expecting to write.

On Tuesday I wasn’t very well. I had a bath in the middle of the night, and as usual, both the cats came to check on me (well see if they could have an early breakfast). That was between 3 and 5am. The day went on as a slow day, until I got a knock on the door at about noon. One of the lady’s from the allotments across the road came over to ask me if Apollo lived here. She had found him under a bush just inside the allotments. So I wandered over and she was right. He apparently had a lie down in a favoured spot and not got back up.

She and another lady told me tales of Apollo’s charming exploits. They told me of his Sunday afternoon’s in their greenhouse, and his own chair, of the number of people that loved his attention and of him trying to get the frogs in the ponds. We brought him home and wrapped him up and let Walnut see him, before going to the vet.

Our vet looked him over to check that it wasn’t poison or trauma. She thinks that his heart simply gave out.

He was 6years old nearly 7. He came to me as a sweet 3 month old 6 years ago. He was shy and unsure of himself, people ,and other cats when he came to me. By the number of neighbours that have spoken to us since he was found, I can happily say he became a much loved, charming tom.

I will miss him joining us in the middle of the bed, or sleeping on his back next to me on the sofa. He was a loving and caring little boy. Goodbye my friend, Apollo.

On Sunday Hannah died. She’d not been well for a while, but she was happy until Sunday. We took her to the Emergency Vet. They found a couple of “masses” on her liver and spleen. We’d apparently been treating the masses for a while with steroids (she was on them for a skin problem).

She and I had been together for 14 years and 4 months. She came to me at 5 weeks old. We slept, ate and travelled together. There were few thing I did in her lifetime without considering her first. I am going to miss her more than I can say. Walnut and Apollo are trying to comfort me and themselves.

She will no longer wake me to join me in bed when it gets too cold, or hunt rabbits on family holidays in Wales, but she will be with me.

Bye Bye Hannah.

Just got a few images to share.