Back in London, and I’ll be here a good week now. The cat I’m looking after has bonded to Frank but he’s got his own life going on so I’ve chosen to actively take the cat-care now. I’ve finished the doc and spent a bit of time with Lou. I need to start my duties. Domestic cats can’t feed themselves more than they can find, and we haven’t had mice here for a long time, so it’s currently this expensive gastro stuff until I can work out what he’s used to. Katkin, I’m told. Maybe I can get round her flat and see. I keep expecting her to get out of hospital and relieve me of my responsibility, but it might be a while yet.
Still warm in London just, in this early October. I haven’t missed the heating, or my electric blanket. Tomorrow is an early start, and I’m gonna try and make it into an admin day. I’ve got so much stuff backed up.
Today I had Chris round my flat to try on costumes. He ended up with a black surplice and a stupid hat, and my magic flouncy shirt. I’ll get them back. It’s for the Halloween walk, and we are concocting plans. It’s never high art but it’s a friendship group doing stuff around their lives and it’s fun. If we sell out it kinda just about makes financial sense for us.
Then we drove to Highgate. We persuaded The Flask in Highgate to let us store our dead chicken in an old kitchen. They were awesome about it. We’ve been wanting to start there for ages, and this is why. Very haunted, well located, friendly staff. If only it was less than £7 for a pint of Asahi.
I’ve got free a bottle of Cardamom Gin to experiment with. Apparently it needs ginger. Not tonight though. Tonight I’m about to get into a bath and then crash. Early start. Long day. Send positive vibes.
AlBarclay 