Child-rearing will ruin your figure


My next-door neighbour’s cat, Freckles, who is also considered to be my Clayton’s cat – the cat you have when you don’t have a cat- turned up in my front garden again today after an absence of about 6 weeks. And she was not alone.

She brought her babies over to show me. All four of them. Two ginger tabby, one white and tortoiseshell and the other a mottled grey-brown.

I hadn’t seen Freckles since the day before she gave birth to her new litter.

Just as she had done the