The cat, Colin, wrote the title today. All five cats (five, why??) are being very needy today, and he strolled over the keyboard as I started writing this. I wonder what it means, in cat.
They’re all recovering from their cold, but I now have ANOTHER one. I asked Chris to see whether cat viruses transfer to humans. He says not. I’m not so sure.
Sylv is back from her school trip to the French First World War battlefields. From her description of the weather it sounds as though they did pretty well on the living history version of the trenches. And her coat was in her bag in the coach. Of course.
Now, the main reason for coming on here is to show you this. Draft 1 of Rosie’s headstone.
What do you think? The holes will be gilded inside; and we think the lettering might need to go down a bit; and her full official name might go on the back. So far inner Team Kilburn is giving it the thumbs up, so we’re opening up the opinions a bit.
Oh, and keep the ‘what I would have been called if…’ comments coming. They are brilliant. My mother didn’t reveal she was nearly called Edwina – because that’s the other thing isn’t it. Names you were nearly called. Sometimes those are very narrow misses.