Sometimes I think it would be nice to have an animal. A cat, you know. Some company. But you’re not allowed animals in the block. I can understand why, of course. There are quite a few people here. If everyone had an animal, what on earth would it be like? A zoo, probably. Whipsnade Zoo!
I don’t do so bad, though. I don’t bother with the idiot box much. I have all these books, you see. When I was working, I don’t think I ever read. Too busy travelling around, keeping the business afloat. To the Outer Hebrides, on one occasion. Sounds like a long way – and it was – but it was worth it. I think. Now, the furthest I manage is from the bedroom to the kitchen. Although sometimes, if the weather’s nice like today, I’ll drag these sorry old bones out into the front garden. There’s a little bench there, under the roses. I’ll take a book and sit there, and read, or just watch the world go by.
The odd cat.