Night and Day

The man who sat next to me on the ‘plane wanted to talk. Unlike me, he wasn’t headed for a break. He had left Belfast on a dawn flight and was now on the way home after a day’s work. He was pessimistic about the weather, telling me that although we might have been having a non-summer in England it was nowhere near as bad as in NI. This was hardly welcome as I had left London basking in 30c. You could almost feel the city relaxing its muscles, unbuttoning its top button and kicking off its shoes.
At the airport Cousin and I managed to miss each other. Now if you don’t know Belfast International you might be forgiven for imagining some massive Heathrow complex. It is petite, an intimate size for an airport. We still don’t know how we did it. It would have challenged a choreographer of Frederick Ashton’s skill to make sure we were not in the same space at the same time. I assumed she was delayed. She assumed she had mistaken the day. I wandered out to the front of the airport to get some air. I had just looked up from my ‘phone where I had established I did not have her mobile number when I saw her walking past me.
“Hello,” I said.
We drive back and I reacquainted myself with Westie Boy who was full of beans and has quite forgotten all his Clicker training. I can see I may be busy this week. At the end of the day he was tired and wanted sleep.

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I have been upgraded to the bedroom with the posh curtains. Posh but not blackout, so I realised quite early that the man on the plane was wrong, and today is sunny. I had coffee in the garden while Westie Boy waited for me to start playing.

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I didn’t have a camera to hand when he and the Not So Wee Kitten bonded in the morning, but it is quite a sight to see. Despite the fact that some of his play is quite rough she obviously loves him, and trusts him much more than the woman wielding the iPad.

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Her mother, meanwhile, was carrying out her ablutions on the windowsill.

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And the big cat slept in the bathroom.

21 thoughts on “Night and Day

  1. I’m so glad you have animals for your stay. You would fret too much otherwise! Loved the Frederick Ashton line. You are such a wonderful word smith you know!

  2. I remember “Westie Boy” from last year’s visit…..and the cat that you captured perched in a pot back then – was that “Mom” cat? The not-so-wee one is adorable…..

    Pam

  3. Ok, so now I know where you are! I was a little confused but with the pictures of Westie Boy confused no longer. I remember your clicker training with him. Love the kitty pictures and good that you have nice weather. I meant to tell you I loved the header with the flowers in the carriage but now I have to tell you I love this header. NotCat and his sweet little face. Pink nose and beautiful green eyes.

    • Yes, a very pleasant start. Probably not too active. That’s the thing about the county that is so deceptive. I spend far more time in the car here than at home. But so far one dog walk, and hopefully more.

  4. I’m not much of a talker on a plane, but I’ve noticed that many others are. I get sick when I fly so I try my best to fall asleep quickly, and this insults some people. I love the photos. Enjoy!

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