So I'm catsitting in London for my friend Saskia for 5 days. She is in Rome with her lovely and brilliant daughter (currently acing it at Christ Church, Oxford), I am in her charming Bayswater flat with her two cats, Willow who's beautiful and hostile, and Barley who is a very, very cool cat. Which is good, because I'm here not only to feed the two
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I'm getting a strong flavour of Leave it to Psmith ...
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Well, technically it would be The Code of the Woosters, with Sir Watkyn Bassett's stolen umbrella...
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True but not forgetting Psmith stole an umbrella from his club to save Eve from the rain ...
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I *had* forgotten! A re-read is urgent!
(And thanks for the repost, v. flattered, I didn't realise you could do this now.)
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When I first read this, my sleep-addled brain interpreted catsitting as catfishing, and I thought "that's a bold choice."
Good to hear from you!
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