Marie's Web Log

Jamu is not impressed. We went to pick up Swingit today. He has settled in fine, but Jamu is hating it. She hissed and spit at him, and spent all afternoon hiding outside. We will probably rename Swingit to Leo, as he seems quite leonine - there is something of the big cat about him. Full of energy too - I'd forgotten what it's like to have a very young cat. Not that Jamu isn't young - she's only 5 - but this one just barrels about the place, chasing very toy in sight. Not the brightest spark on the block, I fear. He does look rather like Maxie, which is a bit confusing for Amelia, as she kept calling him Max at first. Then I corrected her, and now she calls him Ma... The New Cat.

Finally finished with the cough, but sore ribs haven't gone away. In fact, I rather stupidly decided to vaccum the house last Friday and on Saturday had quite bad muscle spasms - that's what it felt like anyway. What am I, 90? Always going on about my health issues. I'm going back to the doctor next week (sigh) for the fourth time in about a month.

Had a quiet Easter - Amelia hunted for a few chocolate eggs and I made a rather nice non-low-fat chocolate cake. We went up to see Ian's parents for a few days afterward.

Last week I received an e-mail from a regular reader of my blog. Nothing too unusual about that, happens quite often with friends and family. But this was someone I didn't know who had come across the blog by accident while searching for photos of Exeter in the snow. She sent me a very nice message with the aim of cheering me up a little. I have to say I was a bit taken aback - of course, I know that anyone can read the blog on the internet, but it didn't occur to me that someone actually would.

I got my tax form the other day here in the UK. You only have to fill out a return if you're self-employed or have investment income. I wondered why they sent it so late, until I saw the deadlines for sending it back - Sept. if you want them to do the calculations for you (!) and January (that's next January) if you do them yourself (!!) Strange country. I owe them, so I'm in no hurry.

Here's a snap of Amelia at Easter:

And one of my niece, Keira. Nice dress! Sorry Suzie, but in this shot she really reminds me of photos of me as a baby. Not that I ever wore a bonnet. Did I?