50 – that wasn’t to painful..

OK, so I haven’t really got the hang of regular blogging. Somehow I don’t think anyone will be interested in my mid life musings, so I use this as a primary excuse to not do anything, that and the draw of a glass of Merlot and Netflix (no chill!).

And so, my 50th birthday arrived and with it a weekend away with friends which proved entertaining and eventful. It started with the cat… and his absolute refusal to get into the cat carrier. High pitched meowing, front legs locked and splayed out like a star fish. The normally chilled Arnold, decided that wriggling and scratching would also be introduced. His Aldi (ok we bought this as an interim kitten carrier when we picked him up from the rescue centre, he’s just grown too quickly) –  20 minutes later and I’m starting to get airport anxiety, with the fear of not only missing the flight, but also missing the airport lounge which we’d been booked into! (Birthday bubbles etc..) SO there was no other option… take him to the cattery in a cardboard box, which we could ‘pop’ him into… and the only card box I had was what my lawn mower came in… and its not a small lawn mower. So now it took two of us to go to the cattery (sod the last minute packing). Me on the back seat with the meowing lawn mower and one to drive. Arriving at the cattery (which we have never used before… who says first impressions count?). We left him in his new cat cell (with heated bed) and made a dash back to complete the packing…..

Now to the suitcase, its a faithful case that has endured many long haul business trips and probably had a few more left… until, He decided it was a good idea to try and close it using the expandable zip (never used) – said zip then broke, leaving an expanded suitcase which wasn’t fully packed, so there was a slight unpredictability about it, that I am sure the baggage handlers would have managed to exploit… no time to repack (as no other suitcase). So off we went we the now expanded case, to pick up our friends. Already fraught with cat and case anxiety, the holiday had begun…

Next time, how to find a restaurant that doesn’t resemble a 1970’s kitchen. Laughing inappropriately and discovering the Vodka bar….

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