Cat-astrophes

I never made it out of the house - I ended up wrestling with the ancient warlord 'Laundroid'.

Don't be alarmed, I overpowered him with a combination of fabric softener and magical washing powder.

I then puzzled over how to hang 3 loads of washing including manchester in a small flat (sharing washing machine and hanging space all of a sudden has put a temporary spanner in my independant routine...). Quite pleased with the idea to hang dark, damp sheets over open windows, I read infront of my new solar powered 'evaporative cooler...'. Thankyou global warming.

The charm was, the sheets were all but dry within minutes (or tens of minutes...) and by the time they were all folded there came a storm!!!So I spent the next hour dancing from window to window (after a rather close strike pulled me off the balcony and back inside).

Anyway, one last thing to share...a photo from my recent adventure abseiling...

This was obviously not the descent, but a bit of a walking track (and a rickety one at that) leading down to some rocky ledges by the ocean. Absolutely spectacular views, but I have to admit I was in love with this 'path'.

Even though doom felt imminent, it had such a rustic charm about it.

...and the way the water swirled around underneath like my washing did this morning, made everything so Indiana Jonesish...

I felt like doing a summersault all the way down...

...but that would be silly.