It’s me. I’m back. Sorry for the break in communications. The summer has blinked by, MA done and dusted, my year in Cornwall is over and I’m back in London.
Yesterday I went for a walk to the shops, smiling at the bustle and hustle of people. The sun was shinning and I thought, maybe, just maybe it wont be so bad being back. As long as I make sure we get out of London, slicing the weekend off the week – pulling the days out of London and pushing them in the sand in Llangenth or Woolacombe?
On the way back I saw a Tennants Extra can glinting in the sunlight on the pavement. Not to strange a sight in the litter strewn streets of London. What did make it stand out was that there was a small cat poo drapped over it. Was the cat bored? Did it wish to set itself an extra challenge that day? Was it trying to make a comment on the contents of the can, a kind of catty review?
Maybe it just had a can poo attitude.