What am I doing up so early on a Saturday?

I did go to bed uncharacteristically early last night. I do have to go and feed the cat I’m in charge of until Monday… I’m better with animals than plants, but not much! Luckily, I get left an essay length list of instructions, including a phone number for the vet if need be! Unlike with the plants, where I’m told just to water them – and no amount of me saying I don’t have a clue what I’m doing will get me a simple list! Mind you, after the debacle of spending all day Monday hunting for £24.73 that I was never going to find, it’s probably asking a bit much of someone who doesn’t do words. (Or only does words in matters that interest her! My observation is I get absolutely no communication what so ever, weird looks if I ask questions, or non-stop monologue on matters way over my head.)

Then, it’s off into the wilds of the far outreaches of this city to play for Wedding Number Two of this month. That’s not until the afternoon, but a little meander of the humungous shopping complex next to the church might not go amiss.

Best go feed this cat before he does destructive!