Yay, the thing on my tail has been confirmed as a fatty lump. Actually I prefer the proper medical term, lipoma. Somehow sounds more dignified, don't you think? Anyway, it's going to stay there unless it gets any bigger or explodes (unlikely!).
Some of you may have noticed that I haven't been blogging much recently. This is simply not acceptable so I decided to teach J1, my typist, a lesson. Last week I attacked her slippers while she was out gallivanting at work. I don't quite know what came over me because I've NEVER done anything like this before. They didn't really taste too good so I only went for the juicy rubbery bits which I then carefully vomited up later on their bedroom floor.
Here I am using one of the slippers as a headrest
As you can see, I think my ploy worked because here I am blogging again. Do you think she's learnt her lesson, or shall I go for her new suede boots next?