but today I had to return to London - another cat sit and a study binge before exams.
I am looking after a pair of rescued cats, one of them is already sitting in an alert position in my half-unpacked suitcase, the girl cat has neither teeth nor tail and talks incessantly - naturally I am already very fond of them.
We're in Highbury which is quite posh and appears to be a lesbian hotspot
The Curse of the Diaeresis. - As I said here, Mary Norris of the New Yorker “has consistently irritated me with her stubborn insistence on every bit of peevery that has encrusted the ma...
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