Sophie in a red harness - wearing it for ten minutes, earning a few tiny treats for being so good. Sasha likewise in a blue harness...

The plan is slowly to increase the duration until they are suitably content to walk around in them, and then add leads.  If that works, then we will venture into the big wide world of Outside.

This afternoon Sasha spent a full 20 minutes sitting on my knee - unheard of!  It gave me a much needed break from doing anything, after which I went for a decent walk.

Excellent 'catting' kitties - very grateful for the love and distraction of these two, and for the lessons they give me in 'being' rather than 'doing'.

So now it's Saturday evening, all that needs to be done this week is now done (apart from a bit of printing tomorrow) so it's time for a cuppa, a custard cream (or two) and cuddles with the kitties. 

This is challenging and true.  Whilst I claim not to see busyness or even knackeration as status symbols, I am not sufficiently diligent in addressing them.

So I am taking this image, which I saw elsewhere today, as gentle chastisement, and a reminder that I am racking up 'lieu days' faster than is helpful.

Keep me in check, gentle readers!

This morning we began a short series of services following the story of Jesus as he grows up - well the hints and glimpses we get from Luke's gospel anyway.

Today we thought about the toys and games we enjoy, and how they compare with those Jesus may have known.

I was chuffed when the suggestions offered were all toys and games that have no need of batteries, electricity or screens... a small boy mentioned his toy fire engine, an adult a dolls house made by her father, now being enjoyed by a third generation, another adult, now an internationally respected research scientist recalled a chemistry set.  Tree climbing, hide and seek, races, chase and games of make believe all featured as pass times we enjoy - and these would have been popular among Jesus' contemporaries.

We imagined him falling over and running to Mary with a scraped knee, or earning a stern look when he returned late for his tea after having fun with his friends.  Of course I have no evidence for either of these, but if Jesus was fully human, then surely he would have experienced such things.

Next week we will move on to take a look at first century education... which has also been fun to research!

On 13th January 2015 Sophie and Sasha took up their role as Manse Moggies, aged 4 and 3 respectively.   Four years have flown by, they weigh almost double what they did then (oops) and it's hard to imagine there was a time without them.

Now they have been lived in their furrever home longer than the dark days of being kept as kitten making machines.

It is scary to compare the skinny little things they were then with the big blobs they are now - and it is a delight to watch how well they cope with the regular throughput of visitors.

Happy 'Gotcha Day', as these things now seem to be termed, to the Clepto Kitties... and here's to many, many more.

I was so tempted to postpone today's Bible Study - most of our Iranians were unable to come and I was tired.  But I didn't, it would have been unfair on those who had committed time and effort to prepare material.

And in the end we had an amazing conversation about British Christian funeral rites and how they compare with those of Iranian Muslims.

Such a privilege and pleasure to talk about what we do, how it varies, and where some of our customs originate.

I'm still tired, but it is a nicer kind of tired!