The good news is, I have found the cats. Two large kittens can squeeze themselves into the 3 inch gap behind the freezer. They're now safely shut into the sunroom with food, water, and litter, and with a nice cosy freezer to snuggle up against. This gives Goway the run of the rest of the house, and means he can have his cat flap all night.
The bad news is this means our cleaner won't be ironing tomorrow. More bad news; Mog has decided breathing is optional when lying in bed. The only thing worse than listening to your child's hoarse raggedy breathing is not hearing your child's hoarse raggedy breathing. She has now settled in her armchair, after an interesting session with an overflowing suction pump. Question for others with the snot hoovers, does the fluid content always smell like stale cabbage, or is that just Mog?
More bad or at least irritating news. Trousers we have, shoes we have dispensation not to have, special embroidered jumpers and cardis we have, but it has only just now occurred to me that since Little Fish's new school does not require embroidered polo shirts, I didn't actually buy any. So whilst most of you might be wanting a warm day tomorrow, I'm praying for rain and coldness, to disguise the decidedly unsmart wrong-school-logo'd shirts she'll be sporting under the smartness of everything else.
Wish I could find my camera; I'd like to mark her first day at school and this phone won't do that properly. I'll settle for just getting her there on time with most of what she needs though.