Today

I've done not a lot. I've been doing far too much recently, and the next few weekends will be manic too, including Whitby, Leicester and packing for the housemove. As such I'm keeping a couple of weekends free of not even going clubbing, just bimbling around and doing not a lot of consequence.

This morning was ringing and the head guy was away for family reasons. This means that I was in charge, and though we had a lot of visitors and it didn't go badly, it just didn't go how I'd hoped. Noone in the congregation noticed, so that's all that matters I guess.

Then I bimbled around Camden, got heavily rained on but didn't buy anything. I was going to go to the cat shelter in Archway yesterday didn't, and ended up going this afternoon instead. Spent a lovely couple of hours there trying not to fall in love with them all. There was one cat who was very badly mistreated ( details beneath )

It really makes me angry how some people can be so malitious. Still, he was content enough and even a little playful when I was giving him attention.

I picked up an application form to house one. Rar - can't wait for the housemove when I'll be able to be around cats again. Just 5 weeks to go now.