Cat Semaphore

Sunday. A quiet one. Apart from our travellers, everyone else is at home today with clear agendas. Gabriel woke in a Parisian hotel, ready for the next leg of his coach trip to Switzerland. Milo, Dash and Raff all went to the gym, and Vanessa did a couple of tip runs. I cracked on with, and finally finished, the backlog of photography tutorials on my blog that needed to be updated. Roast chicken for supper and an early night β€” sadly my annual leave is now over, and it’s back to the grind tomorrow.

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