Monday 30th September 2019, 11.20am (day 2,958)
I go one way, the bird goes its way, the cat goes that. None of us necessarily find out about what the “NO” is so keen to dissuade us.
Mathilda runs this courtyard area which I walk through when I’m going to the supermarket, so I see her regularly. We’re best buddies and she likes having her picture taken. This can be judged from the fact that today’s appearance on the blog is her fifth, making her the joint holder of the ‘most depicted animal’ award, along with one of the Muscovy ducks. Only a handful of people have made it on more often. But she’s getting old, one can tell. What’s sad is that no one will think to tell me when she dies.
Hebden Bridge, and my life, have their local personalities, some of whom have appeared multiple times on the blog. Mathilda, who is generally in charge of the territory around the junction of Valley Road and Victoria Road, is definitely one of them, and this is her fourth appearance on the blog in total. And a very attractive creature she is too.
Mathilda demands to be only the third animal to definitively make the blog three times (though Humph the heron has a case to have beaten her to it, if the various pictures do indeed depict the same bird). She looks annoyed at the neglect, and that at some point since her last appearance, her collar has gone. And she’s got a bit greyer, but then again haven’t we all.
The cat looks slightly worried, as if the guy is a devious catnapper that has been terrorising Hebden Bridge’s felines for the last few years. Perhaps he’s trying to sneak him in the bag: or the green waste bins are calling ‘feed me a cat…’ (like in American Psycho).
I am here in Dundee to finish off writing a paper with my colleague Annalisa and this task was undertaken today at her house; and this is the man of said house. The rest of us are just staff. Milo becomes the third cat in a row to feature on this blog where I’ve known its name, after Harry and Mathilda, the last two CCSs (Cheap Cat Shots).
Harry is the companion of my friend Claire with whom I lodged last night. She lives in the City of London itself (for non-initiates — the very centre, and certainly the financial centre, of this vast metropolis) and so her cat is a defiantly urban creature, as I hope this shot reflects.