Sunday Morning and

I am there only one up. Not that I wanted to be, just the cat and Gordon conspired to get me up. I had a fairly good night sleep until Gordon's nose started up again this morning, he gurgled for a while like he does,then he sits up, grabs his always ready hanky and gives an almighty blow of the nostrils. He does this a few times, all the time, I think, he will get up now, knowing he likely to be disturbing my sleep. Next thing I know he is snoring! Then the cat decides it time she escapes from the room again by walking over me and onto the pillow.(she went out and in earlier in the morning, both times meaning I was woken up). With that I say " Well, you and the cat have succeeded! I will get up" Gordon reply is priceless " eh, eh grunt, grunt, did I wake you up?" " Er yes with all your sniffng" " but I didn't know I was doing it" " but you got up a couple of times to blow your nose!"

So the day starts. Well its 50 mins later and I hear him in the kitchen, making breakfast. So better go.