Back to normal?

A short post today as I’m off working on the Van Gogh (cruise ship) in a minute.

Bussie deigns to join us on infrequent occasions to tuck into liver served on a china dish, but departs before I can indulge in anything slushy like Conversation or Stroking. He is back to his role as Supreme Cat – not to be disturbed. We are, after all, merely servants.

Life back to normal, then.

Himself has finally decided to sell one of his cornets and the trumpet on ebay. I thought that the instruments would continue to gather dust in the Flowerpot museum forever, purely because he can’t bear to sell them. But nothing like a few bills coming in to force the issue.

He’s asked a friend of mine to sell them for him as she has an ebay account and has acted as agent for him before.

‘I was going to set up an ebay account,’ he told her. ‘But then I thought, why? I won’t sell anything else. And it would mean setting up a Penpal account as well.’

‘Penpal?’ she said, giggling.

You can understand why he’s never been able to sell anything on ebay.

He was busy sending her an email this morning, but to the wrong address, so I told her the new one.

‘…. @hotmail.com,’ he said, typing (with two fingers) as he spoke. ‘I wonder if she has hot knickers?’

Yes, definitely life back to normal.