I’m not a cat person, but I’m a crazy cat lady

I don’t really know how it works. I have a love\hate relationship with our cat. I’ve never been a cat person – I just don’t understand how their brains work therefore find them a bit unnerving. Dogs – simple. Horses – also simple, to an extent. Cats – downright bizarre.

But the fact remains I now have one, and she is very cute and (usually) good. 

ImageBut she was used to being outside when she didn’t live in London and now, until our terrace is finished, she is an indoors cat. I get worried that she gets bored. So when I found some scrap plywood down the road, and some carpet offcuts in the corner of the spare room, an idea started formulating…

(This is how my ideas usually formulate)


I wasn’t entirely sure it was going to work. But at least the materials for half of it were free. 

ImageAfter a long day, lots of sawdust, keeping the cat away from everything sharp and hot, stepping on an upturned screw (ow), very unprofessionally using ever-sensible man’s electric drill (I only dropped it once), and only stopping to make one call and plant some autumn potatoes, I ended up with this.

ImageNot quite finished in one day then. But most of the way there. I got Mabel on it with treats but the top wobbled and she wasn’t sure about that so some reinforcements are needed. And I’ve still got some sisal rope to wrap the planks to make them into suitable scratch posts, which I just couldn’t face at 9pm on a Sunday night.

So there you are. All because I was worried my cat was bored. She’ll probably only give it half a glance and never go on it, but at least I know I tried! I may not be a cat person, but I think I probably now qualify for a crazy cat lady. At least I can always say I try and keep my animals happy. Cats are just a bit more demanding than chickens. 



Hurry up and ripen up!


I spied these beauties in the garden last night, can’t wait for them to ripen up. There’ll be tomato salads all round; get the mozzarella and basil out! 

Also, massive excitement for me as my squash seems to be getting bigger everyday. I can’t even remember which type of squash it is as the first ones got eaten/squashed so I planted these as a last ditch attempt and they’ve finally done really well. One plant is smaller than the other – they might be different types but the baby plants forming all look the same – yellow and round. I think you’re meant to put the fruits on straw to stop them from rotting where they touch the ground so will look into that as I have no intention of losing them now.


Must find time to do some more planning for a quick autumn crop and what will over-winter. Maybe a job for the long weekend, that and freezing the last of the blackberries on the garden for a guaranteed autumn full of pies, crumbles and booze experiments.

And finally, Mabel says ‘Hi’. A proper lady as always.



Finding time. (And a cat.)

New cat, new job, more vegetables, more weeding, more sun, more cordials, more baking. In a nutshell that’s been me over the last month, hence not finding time to update on here. However after some feedback on the format/content of this blog from a couple of close friends, I’m going to try something a bit different. Watch this space for more.

ImageThis is Mabel, the new (but not really new) cat.

Ever sensible man bought her when she was a kitten but when we decided to move to the city we rehomed her. Long story short; she went missing (for two years), she got found, we got a call, we went to get her and there was a big reunion. Now our family has two chickens and a cat. What will come next I wonder?

On another note, I calculated I carried about 36 litres of water from our first floor flat over 200m to the garden one day last week. I think we need to look into getting a water butt/water storage device of some kind.