Aunty M came this morning to pick up M Sooz so they could go to breakfast together. I didn’t get up. I had already been up two or three times in the early hours of the morning – waking M Kaz up so she could watch me as I had snacks in the kitchen. I didn’t wake her up every time – she knows that now since she found one of my rubber band friends in my cookie dish when she was getting ready to go down to the Broadwater to take photographs at 5.30 am. It’s a pity she doesn’t like to go earlier because that would work out well for both of us.
Nigella ... 