It’s only 24° as it’s cloudy. Ha’penny is indoors - he hates thunder, but when it goes away he gets on my lap. 5.5 kg of warm fur. I don’t know whether he wants a cuddle or thinks I need one. Either way, he then lies on the cool tiles. Tempting to follow suit but getting up again could be a problem

Is this who that’s supposed to be? I know AI is crap, but really??

Ditto. Not the first image you think of for “cat on the tiles”.

Happy #Caturday from Ollie. Yesterday’s photo as today it’s raining and he’s sulking somewhere.

I’m by no means an expert. Adolescent nostalgia as I learnt to drive in a 1938 Riley 12/4 saloon. All this is taken from Riley Sports Cars, by Graham Robson, published 1989. I hope the photos are adequate - it saves me copying. There are several other more detailed photos of the engine etc

Correction. Only 35° yesterday. The sun must have got to the thermometer before I noticed. This is what passes for a lawn these days. The little weeping sallow lost half its branches in a previous heatwave. Not sure it’ll survive.

thou art a boil, A plague-sore or embossèd carbuncle

“Watching”? Ha’penny with a collared dove, in the days of his youthful prime.

I was wrong. My apologies for misleading you. The car, which had a successful sporting career from 1933, was named not for the town in Lincolnshire as I supposed, but for the Earl of March who developed it

Happy #Caturday from Ollie. His fur is amazingly soft. If he brushes against you, it’s like coming into contact with a dry, warm cloud. His brain’s a bit like that too.

Ta-daa! All done. Painter today ably assisted by teenage daughter. Can’t have been more than 16 but amazingly deft. Maybe she’s an official apprentice.

I also have Ha’penny, who likes to cool off on the floor tiles, but also thinks he should sit on my lap when I’m reading. I love the affection, but 5.5 kg of warm fur when I’m feeling hot and sticky is less than ideal.

Happy #Caturday from Ollie, who isn’t very bright but is living proof that domestic cats are descended from wild creatures in the tropics. He’s been surviving temperatures of over 40° in the garden this week.

Good evening ORCs. I know this is essentially an early morning group, but I’m not the champagne for breakfast type. Today would have been our 60th. To absent friends.

It’s a good thing the house is still fairly cool inside because the silly b is currently curled up on my lap. I appreciate the affection, but hope he’ll move soon.

Meant to add the photo

Happy #Caturday from Ha’penny, now released after a week’s confinement with a collar, because of an abscess.

I wish my Ha’penny didn’t get into fights. The collar comes off tomorrow.

All the apps are saying something similar but are based on urban centre temperatures. Nearest city la Rochelle, for info.

Once had one of these run across my foot. Too fast for me to react beyond going “eeek”. In fact that’s what we used to call them. “Mind out, there’s an eek in the loo.” (If you don’t know, house centipede, Scutigera coleoptrata, 4-5 cm, now found in the UK as well)

PS sorry, forgot to say good morning! Terrible manners. And from Ollie, who’s been collecting dry garden rubbish and seeds in his coat. I’ve got lots out but goose grass/cleavers are the worst and he gave me a warning nip when it pulled his fur too much

Then of course, sticking to their Breton roots, there are the buckwheat ones. Much more substantial

It could be worse

#OriginalRollCall Anyone else just prefer the plain ones?