A new cat arrives in the vegetable garden. Not as pretty as the one that ignores me. But more friendly. It is remarkably vocal, winding itself round my leg as it repeats miaow. It has black and orange stripes almost like a tiger.
A book in the window catches my eye as I pass the window of Hall's bookshop. Surely not? The Realm of the Business Bear. But no, sad to say it is merely The Realm of the Russian Bear. Not my line of business really.