Wednesday, 30 September 2009
Scary stuff today. I took the van to be serviced, and drove home in a courtesy vehicle. 4 months driving an automatic and I have forgotten how to change gear. Stalling it three times before leaving the garage did so much to help challenge the mechanics' views of women drivers. Little Fish was delighted to be sitting up in the front, and encouraged me by telling me repeatedly "You a good driver, Mummy, well done another stall is funny for me." Marvellous.
I hesitate to whisper it, but the kittens appear to have entirely overcome their reluctance to use the litter tray. And, cutely, they now follow me around all day, nuzzling my hands for more fussings. I'm reasonably certain they're doing it on purpose to make me feel guilty about putting them in the cattery from tomorrow. Note to self: buy bigger cat basket first thing; there's no way all three will fit in the one we have.
Is this the boringest post on my blog? Probably.