I'm anxious about leaving this place super-correctly with everything properly clean and locked up and I've quadruple-checked that I'm leaving on the right day because I muffed my entrance by arriving a day early last week. All very embarrassing, I'd been given a key the previous week so I just barged my way in while calling out to the kitties and then there I was in the hallway and looking up to see two shocked faces peering down at me from the upstairs bannister.
Luckily I had somewhere else to go and I just went away and arrived again the next day but the cats have made no attempt to hide the fact that they think I'm an eejit.
I think I'm looking after a little deaf cat next week but the owner
doesn't want to meet me until the day before she goes away and there's
always the possibility that one of us is a mad axe murderess.
The Critic’s Power: Impassioned Ferocity
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Jed Perl at the NYRB: Complaints about the state of criticism are a very
old story. But nothing I’ve read—from indictments published decades ago by
Cyril C...
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Yes, please be careful!
ReplyDeleteI shall be wearing my special vest
ReplyDeleteYou could get yourself a guard dog :-)
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I can't cope with having my pockets full of soft warm bags
DeleteCareful with that axe, Eugene!
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