Well, nothing much going on around the Creek apart from the never-ending sock marathon - as well as the eight (yes, eight!) pairs of plain knee-high socks, there is at least one or two (maybe three) other pairs in the pipeline. No pictures yet as they're a bit secret.
So the Creek has been very quiet the last couple of weeks but the same cannot be said for my brother's household - we all thought they were going to the Isle of Wight on holiday but it appears that plans were afoot (and had been for sometime) for something altogether much more momentous:
I am so happy for them both and am overjoyed to have Sandy as my sister-in-law. When Michael phoned to tell me the news, I was so surprised and delighted that I burst into tears and was incoherent for quite a while afterwards. I hope anyone reading this will join me in wishing them every happiness together, now and always.
Well, after all this excitement, I need to have a lie down in a darkened room for a while so I'll leave you with this; I have always wondered what cats got up to when their humans were out of sight ... wonder no more: