Yesterday S came over in the afternoon and we went for a walk up to Ally Pally, then had what I'm pretty sure will be the last barbecue of the year back at mine. I left the flat door open for the cats to go and have a wander again, but they're such cowards. Spike tentatively came out, then saw next door's cat who is half his size, hissed a bit and went scurrying back into the flat. Lynda was a bit braver, and even came a couple of steps into the garden but she still ran back into the flat pretty soon. Stupid scaredy cats. Of course, as soon as I got back in and closed the door, they started hanging round it pretending they wanted to go out.
Pop news: The Primitives are playing at the Buffalo Bar on Friday!