pusks

I'm back! And I'm covered in scratches! Luke got two kittens for his birthday, Ted and Dougal, and they are beautiful and very bouncy. We've been harassing them, asking them if they'll have a cup of tea ("Ahh go ON"), and generally letting them climb all over us. They like to sit behind people on the back of the sofa, and they love chewing on Luke's wii remotes. We got them a catnip ball but they eschewed it for a crumpled up Rington's wafer wrapper. They've got a very funky Alessi dinner bowl which reflects their faces up at them in a bit of a scary way, and Dougal will only drink with his paw IN the bowl, which he then wipes on the floor afterwards to dry. It's weird but extremely cute. They also love getting involved with the ironing, helpfully tugging on the iron cord from the floor. Constant vigilance. I already love them and am sad at the thought of leaving them on Wednesday when I MOVE TO BRIXTON.

That's right. I'm heading to Electric Avenue to get my reggae on. Me and Harri have a flat and I'm looking forward to being a proper London crew member. Brap.
In other news, I went to a wedding on Saturday which was beautiful. Very joyful and youthful and generally VERY NICE. I also saw Harry Potter which was immense and surprisingly not shit! Who woulda thought. Never thought I'd see Voldemort giving anyone a hug, forking loved it.

More once I'm down south and hopefully with news of a JOB (shhhhh).

xx

Listening to: The Warblers