For a while now, I have been following Alice's photo blog which, alas does not seem to permit RSS feeds.  With a photo for every entry, it gives a glimpse into Alice's life as she prepares to leave her current employment and head north to go the 'Vicar School' for Baptists in Scotland.  Some nifty camera work and interesting thoughts.

More recently I discovered Cat Johnson's photo blog which has some simply stunning photographs that really capture a mood or a moment. With grace, humour and wisdom, here is someone living life to the full and making every word, and every moment count.  This one does have RSS feeds.

Do take a peek at either or both of them if you have a moment, I feel pretty sure you'll find something you enjoy

Something very special is going to happen either later today or tomorrow... I'm going to become a foster carer... for an orphaned cat.

This time last year I was seriously contemplating looking for a cat and had begun trawling the websites of local cat rescue shelters for a suitable house-cat.  I didn't want a kitten or a young cat, and I wanted one who would be content to be left on her own while I am out.  Ideally I wanted one who is OK with people as I like to have folk round, sometimes in quite large numbers.

Events then took the turn they did, and there was no way I could consider taking on anything new.

I have to admit I had not been thinking catwise again, but when this particular cat was orphaned quite suddenly, I felt it was absolutely right to offer her a foster home.

Holly is nine years old, and a gorgeous long-haired black and white cat (no songs about "Rev'rend Cat and her black and white cat", please) and I will post some photos once she arrives.  Today she is having a bit of beauty treatment at the vet and I am about to cat-friendly-fy my house so that when she arrives she feels welcome.

Suffice to say, this cat-loving minister is as gleeful as a child at the prospect of her arrival.

Altogether now, the minister's cat is an adorable cat... (please feel free to continue via comments; you can use a pseudonym or put 'anon' in the name box if you don't want people to know you're playing!!)

And me with the person who gave it to me...

Today, and for the next two Sundays, I am exercising a little nuttiness.  Not just in the services themselves but in what I am wearing to conduct them.  I have three tops that were gifts from folk at church, and I think they ought to worn to church.

So, today, I will be wearing a beautiful African top made of black cotton and emblazoned with sky blue and barbie pink symbols (plus a few teeny yellow dots).  In the coming weeks it will be two teeshirts with slogans.

Photos (and the reactions of folk at church?) to follow in due course.

For a couple of days my super duper BT inifinity broadband had been acting up, and then it stopped working.  Last night I phoned the helpline number and, after the usual round of button pressing, spoke to someone who organised some checks on my line and confirmed there was a problem (well, I already knew that!).  She then arranged for someone to come today and sure enough, half an hour into the 5 hour period, the man arrived carrying a new openreach modem... 'that's what it'll be' he said, 'there were problems with the first batch and now they've overcome it.  I know it looks the same but it's not.' 

So he fitted the new modem - and attached it to the wall which he said the first guy ought to have done but didn't - and, lo, I have my super duper infinity broadband back again.

It's easy to find fault and to complain, but my problem was dealt with quickly and effectively, so I am happy to say 'well done BT.'