Gus got a kitten at the market yesterday morning and its name
is Hades, though debate about his choice of name is still raging.
Here he is, variously clawing Gus, posing on Marks pianists' hand,
gracefully sitting on my knee and being dangled.
Dinner to introduce him was wonderful fun and he wasn't the main
course or even pudding - that was Debs renowned crumble.
A lovely end to a lovely weekend... not done of stroke of work since
I've been back to Tilling.
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