Roll up, roll up! The box of calendars arrived today, and was opened a short time ago, and with minimal ceremony by Celia, who pronounced the contents good.
If you would like to buy one leave a comment here and I’ll contact you by email. They cost £8, plus £2.50 P&P for the UK. I need to check the overseas postage charge, but as it is only early November, it should be possible to use surface mail and still have them by January.
Several have been reserved and a couple are destined as presents. But there will be one more for sale than planned as Aunt in Belfast has died.
I started getting these calendars printed as gifts for her and for Aunt. Aunt in Belfast never met Cat or MasterB, but she owned and was owned by a beloved ginger and white who took refuge in her bathroom after an altercation with a car. Jan(us) died several years ago, but remained very much alive in her memory.
Cat and MasterB became surrogate cats to love from a distance.
I’m flying over for the funeral and a gathering of the diminishing clan. Uncle Bill, now 93, has organised everything. Of Mother’s siblings only two now remain.
We move into the front line, and I, for one, want my cat with me..