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 This is the week all my  sons are gathered in the same place.  There is something special about that, especially after the enforced separation caused by the pandemic.  Since my visit to the UK at Christmas, one son has acquired 2 cats, not yet fully grown, and they have led us on a merry dance with their antics.  I am not a cat lover, more of a cat tolerater so it was somewhat disturbing to be woken up during my first night here by cats walking across my head.  I tried turfing them out but as I sleep in the attic and there is no door, I gave up  and waited for them to stop leaping about, an event that was never going to happen.  The second night my  son blocked the stairs to the attic with a screen,  to no avail.  I caught them up on the roof having escaped through the Velux window.  Now I  know  where the term 'cat burglar' comes from.  

Yesterday I took  my grandson for a walk and stopped in a pub for a glass of lemonade.  He suddenly said that he had something to tell me.  He is six.  'From 2021 to 2022 a girl at school called Rosie has been asking me to marry her.'  'What did you say?' I asked.  'I said yes,'  he replied.  The pub was fairly busy but quiet so his voice carried quite well.  He paused then said, 'so now I am going to  be a father.'  The customers burst out laughing and as we left one called out 'good luck with wedding.'

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