ow ow ow ow ow

freaked cat ran across my face at 1.45 a.m. Bruised eye – very painful and bloodshot, and a few scratches very close to the eyeball and, I think, one on it (that’s me, by the way – not sure how the cat is. Or which cat it was – intensive questioning will follow.).

Pete went to the chemist and got me a black eye patch — how stylish — but it doesn’t really work with my varifocals.

apparently I woke up screaming like a banshee, and frightened P to death. I was quite frightened myself, as it happens.