Category: Cat

macchiato on the new bed

Acquisitions & Takeovers

Apropos of nothing at all, we bought a new bed a couple of weeks ago. The previous fun palace had given up the ghost after nigh on 20 years of service useage, and we agreed months ago that it was time to upgrade. We decided (on zero medical or scientific grounds, it must be said) to postpone the acquisition til…

A cat with schadenfreude

I live in an apartment on a major arterial route in Stonnington; an inner-city suburb of Melbourne, with my wife and fur-kid Macchiato. A tram passes our door, which means that, during peak hours, the road is designated a¬†clearway ¬†and parking is forbidden so that traffic flows as smoothly as possible and trams can (theoretically) pass unimpeded. The afternoon no-parking…

Copping it sweet, mostly

Sometimes it takes a seemingly innocuous even to trigger the realisation that we’re all creatures of habit. And worse, sometimes to deviate from a routine can have detrimental consequences. Our routine, on returning from a trip, is simple. First, open the windows to allow airflow through the closed apartment. Next, unpack the bags, sorting laundry into colour groups and bung…