Tuesday, August 03, 2004


Miserable weather. Hot, humid and tipping it down with rain.

The office and it’s supposed climate control is just stiffling. And out the window all I can see is rain lashing it down across the lake. Even the ducks are sheltering.

Conditions on the motorways are predictably bad and it takes me the best part of 2 hours to get back to Manchester.

And still it rains.

It rains so hard that even this cold-hearted moggie hater, relents and agrees that on this occasion the cats should be allowed back into the house. In typical cat fashion however, they show no gratitude for this compromise and spend the night scratching and whining outside the bedroom door, desperate to be let in.

Not a chance.

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