Outraged of Chorlton

I’m sure there were lots of interesting articles in the weekend Guardian magazine. Sadly, I didn’t make it past page 18.

Billie De Piper De Belle De Jour De lingerie

I’m 35, damn it, I should be LONG past reacting like this. I was reading the GUARDIAN, for goodness sake, I should be outraged by the objectification of the female form and the misogyny and the puerile attempt to shock weedy lefties with a double page picture of a scantily clad woman.

still…

Billie in her knickers.

eh? eh?? phwaor

Elvis Has Left The Kitchen

Elvis, the boisterous, bandy-legged stray we took in about five years ago finally succumbed to his FIV and Leukaemia. He’d been a bit lethargic for the last few weeks but last night started having trouble breathing, standing and, more significantly for the greedy little bugger, was off his food.

Took him to the vet this morning and his opinion was that Elvis had a week at best, and not an enjoyable week at that, so the kindest thing would be to let him go now.

Hard for me that it was so fast, but the best way for him. Don’t suppose I’d have liked watching him fade away slowly, either. I’ll miss the noisy sod, but know that at least he got a longer, happier life than he’d have had living outdoors.

Given his great love of eating, I think the most fitting tribute is to have a big slap up meal followed by a lengthy nap.

It’s what he would have wanted.

UPDATE: Sophie’s blog entry is here and she added a really touching comment to this post too.