Last week was a really stressful one, so it was fantastic that some friends visited on Sunday evening and we ate scones and laughed ourselves silly. The first thing was remembering the day Rebecca came home and kicked her shoe off, only to have it break the window and bounce back into the flat (we're on the first floor, which meant she would have had to run downstairs to fetch it!).
But then we got onto another topic - Richard bought a cat skin a long time ago and he always wanted to use it to freak someone out, pretending he had flattened the cat in the car! I don't think he got the opportunity. Rich somehow got onto the topic of cats being run over, talking about how the cat would have to run to the freeway and wait for an 18 wheeler - it took me a while to catch on that he was referring to the nine lives!! We were in hysterics... ok, maybe you had to be there...
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