Later: Montagu
I leap up onto the bed, which is covered with an embroidered rug. The pillows are fat and soft. I doubt very much that their owner has to make do […]
I leap up onto the bed, which is covered with an embroidered rug. The pillows are fat and soft. I doubt very much that their owner has to make do […]
I am woken in the early hours of the morning by another cat, a scraggly orange tom, who seems to think this is his bed. I tell him, politely, that […]
I am driven from my bed by hunger. I stretch, clean my paws and head for the warehouses. This time I avoid the inns – much as I enjoy the […]
One little bit of kang-oo-roo – is that too much to ask, when I have come such a long way? Apparently so. The people of Hobart Town turn out to […]