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The 28th of December.

Well I have been awake since 6am which is not ideal. I was doing fine, having a lovely sleep, then my body realised it was freezing and decided we needed to experience this. To make it worse, the heating didn’t really seem to kick in until about lunchtime so I felt like a little block of ice. I couldn’t even put my cosy clothes on because Shaki was bringing new kittens this morning and they would ruin them with their claws.

She arrived just before twelve, and stayed for about three quarters of an hour introducing us and catching up. We’ve got three black and white girls; Autumn, Amber and Ava. They’re all quite different so we’ll have no trouble telling them apart, thankfully. Twelve weeks old, but small. And so cute. Particularly Amber, who has long hair. She is also the only one that hisses. I have got purrs out of Autumn already, so she doesn’t look like she’ll be much trouble. They’re all very soft.

Daddy sat with them this afternoon, while I crocheted. I was wrong about the shawl – still not finished. Oh well.

The 29th of December.

Much better sleep. I woke up at six, but fell back to sleep and we surprised by my alarm when it went off at nine so that was pleasant.

I’m still crocheting this flipping shawl (just carrying on until I run out of wool) so I did that for most of the morning. Still not finished. I also went to say good morning to the new floofs. They don’t retreat quite so much as they first did.

We have to be with them while they eat, so I sat and watched the shortest episode of Black Mirror, Metalhead. From looking at reviews afterwards, it seems that is the least good one, so I’m quite pleased because it means they can only get better.

This afternoon, we had a family cinema trip to see The Greatest Showman. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t as good as I expected. However, I love the songs, and I had a small cry during This Is Me because it makes me think of Dean. I do miss him ever such a lot. Adam sent me a Christmas card which arrived the other day and it was really beautiful.

The 28th of October.

Pointless is being very distracting tonight while I’m trying to write. Alma from Corrie is on it and I can only wonder if she is still the enormous alcoholic she was when she did panto at the Hippodrome. 

This morning I got very annoyed at the Vue website because I thought they weren’t accepting my disabled person card, but in fact it expired a couple of weeks ago. Then I was annoyed at the CEA people because they didn’t email to remind me like they did last year. Pah!

I was booking tickets for Daddy and I to go and see Thor: Ragnarok. I am finally able to go to the cinema and not irritate everyone with my cough. When we arrived, there was a car left in the road of the car park (not in a space) with children in the back but no adults to be seen. Curious. Inside, we discovered they are selling pizza now. You can take a while pizza in with you. This makes me furious. I don’t think it is acceptable at all. I was then amazed at the family of six in front of us who had spent nearly £110 on tickets alone, plus snacks! If I had four kids I would not think it was worth £18 each to take them to a film they’ll most likely forget. 

Still, I had a thoroughly enjoyable time. Korg is my favourite and I am very into evil Cate Blanchett. What a queen. Also shirtless Chris Hemsworth is nice. 

The 29th of October. 

It’s been a day of new kittens and Stranger Things. I woke up shortly after nine from a rubbish night’s sleep, and decided to get on with watching the rest of Stranger Things pretty much straight away. Sunday Brunch had no interesting guests, and I had six episodes left, so I thought I’d see the first of them before Shaki was due to arrive at eleven. 

She appeared on time with three tiny fluffballs. Thankfully they’re not so small that they can squeeze through the bars of the cage, but they’re not far off. They love to scream. Well, the two boys do. Oh, how they love to scream. They’re absolutely fine, just really vocal. Chester, the ginger one, purrs as well as screams. Mostly what they’ve done today is sleep. They’ll do a lot of that. We can’t let them run around on the carpet yet because they need to be flea sprayed, then 48 hours later, they can explore. 

My afternoon consisted of the rest of Stranger Things while grabbing at my face in stress. Those kids are so great. The Duffer brothers have really done am incredible job; nothing feels labored or gratuitous, it’s a bit scary but not horrifying, and in all of the tension there are still moments of tenderness and humour. Next series please!

The 1st of January. 

Happy New Year! Not feeling my best – not hungover (obviously, my tongue can’t cope with alcohol), but all the rest of my body is still misbehaving. My feet have been quite calm today, but other things are not so good: my hands and fingers are still sore, my right arm is still massive, and I woke up with really sensitive eyes again. Think I might have to go see someone at the eye hospital. Not to mention my ulcerated tongue. Oh and I’m still coughing, so yeah, not a great start to the year. 

Most of today has been crocheting. This morning I sat with the kittens while blogging and watching New Year Brunch. Grandma came for the afternoon, and we had game casserole for New Year’s Day lunch, followed by sticky toffee pudding with extra chopped up fudge. 

I then spent two and a half hours crocheting the green stripe of my blanket and watching Mirror Mirror, occasionally massaging the base of my right thumb to stop it cramping up. 

She shuffles around,

Turning the lights out,

Closes the window,

Checks on the locks. 

Folds up the blanket,

Empties the bottle 

And leaves it in the hallway, dark. 

She’s just glad she gets to be around

To see another Spring to come to this town. 

Happy New Year, Happy New Year 

To you.

The 2nd of January. 

Bleah, I feel like garbage. My eye is sore again today, and everything else is still the same, maybe my hands and feet are marginally better? Plus now I’m sporting multiple scratches from the kittens because they hate the worming medicine. Thankfully today was the last day they need to have it. 

Daddy drove Christine home today, so they left at about 11 after she got a bit sad saying goodbye to the kittens. Speaking of whom, they will be disappearing to an adoption centre on Wednesday or Thursday. Then I will be sad. 

This afternoon I did mainly crocheting and watching Nashville (I have eight episodes on the box to watch, and I got through two). Shaki came round just after half three to show me this Cats Protection database system called Catalog (see what they did there?) and ended up staying for two hours talking about all sorts of branch stuff. Lots of change afoot and streamlining of some areas which will hopefully make life easier. 

I need a really big sleep. Tomorrow we need to ring the QE because I need to see someone about the mess that is my body, and I need to start ringing potential adopters again.