It were a lovely beautiful moon a while ago, I think about 2 weeks or so. It was really clear; you can't really capture it on the camera. While you're looking at it, you're yearning for a telescope.
Awwww, Danny. You shouldn't really have favourites, but it is difficult not to ell you vee this wee guy. He's soooo affectionate. He loves lying on you like a lap dog. And that just warms my cockles.
He is also the best climber of all of the cats that we babysit so it's not unusual to find him on top of the kitchen cupboards or in the wardrobe. I found him on the ironing board, for no other reason except that his catnip drops were up there and he was stealing them! It's hard to get angry with him, he's just too handsome.
And he's so vocal. Maow, maow. Constantly.
Here's my brother wearing his spacesuit with pride. He loved it. I have yet to hear how he got on at the festival; I told him that I wanted some photos of all of his friends dressed up as well. Watch this space.
It was pure tense. Even-stevens in the first half. We were all over them in the second half though. The first goal was the result of about 4 serious attempts and was a really welcome relief. My camera packed in at half-time so I didn't get any cheery photos but rest assured the pub hoorayed en masse when Scott Brown scored the first goal. A header it was an all. It was magic. We stayed on top of them and McFadden scored a beautiful second. Dribbled past 5 men by my count before slotting it in. Despite being two up, Jason didn't fully relax until well into the second minute of injury time. He told me the tale of Bayern Munich and how back in the 90s they were 1 up to Man U and Man U came back with two goals in injury time. Elation became desolation in approximately 90 seconds. So it was only when the final whistle was blown that he breathed out. Now Holland on Wednesday - that's another matter.
I finished the spacesuit last night; it was a good feeling. It looked great and I REALLY hope that it fits Scotty Boy. He'll get it on Monday morning at his work and I know that he will rip it open immediately. In the end, I made a jumpsuit, jacket and a slightly camp sleeveless t-shirt with glow stars stuck on with glue. I didn't know what to do about a helmet so I sent down a pack of foil muffin cases and some extra glow stars that he can use if he wants. I think he could get away with a pair of mirrored aviator shades but time will tell what he ends up wearing. 
Bonnie is becoming more and more curious. I keep finding her wee face popping out of the most obscure locations! And because she is quite a slight cat, she can squeeze herself into tiny spaces. Here she is merely examining my boots but it wouldn't surprise me to find her head popping out of the leg another time. Clyde comes up at the end and gives his trademark Mee-a. Mee-a. His wee voice is so sweet. He doesn't do a full mioaw.
