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First off the cat decided to show off his predatory skills: yelling outside my window to come in, complete with a mouth full of bird. If the bird had been a parrot, it could have featured in a Monty Python sketch. Separate cat and prey. Bin prey. Cat goes out, I return to my office sit down ... and he's at my windows again, with another. Five times this happens.
Then he switched to rats. Thanks. Needed that...
Then a policeman arrives (he's trying to find out if the local problem family have been doing anything that might extend the ASBO, but sadly they have been behaving). And he looks like he should be in school ... I start to feel very old.
Soon, the washing is done, and I'm ironing my shirts when a neighbour pops in for a cup of tea. Any excuse to stop ironing or mowing the lawn is fine with me! He wants to know what the music is: "Ode to joy", the Banco Sabadell viral flashmob version. Most of the words make sense to him, but as a sentence they are meaningless. I start to explain, and decide to show him instead. So ... youtube on the PC, find the clip, cast it to Chromecast on the TV. He's gobsmacked. And he's ten years younger than I am.
Suddenly, I don't feel so old after all!
How old are you feeling today?
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