Ron and I spent Christmas Day in the field behind On the Spot pretending we were lions. It’s our favourite game and because both of us are ginger I fancy we look more the part than say, Squeak who has long black and white fur and gets too hot and bothered to play for any … Continue reading Unleashing the Lion Within
Five years ago I accidentally created the Diamond Harbour Community Facebook Page. What I was really trying to achieve was to group my Facebook friends together so that we could post about local things without getting our wider Facebook friends involved. It started off with about a dozen people and now has over 1500 members. … Continue reading Diamond Harbour Facebook Group – 2018 in Review
Serafina was very disappointed that most of the local cats seemed to have forgotten about the Society for the Prevention of Un-Neutered Cats which had been over-shadowed by Christmas festivities and the unwelcome arrival of a crime wave in the Harbour. “It’s not only mail that’s going missing,” said a wide-eyed Serafina one morning. “A … Continue reading The Cat Thief
On the whole having Serafina join our little group was a good thing. We’d all upped our game somewhat. I certainly hadn’t embarrassed myself in the catnip again and Squeak had not only lost his winter coat but had put himself on a self-imposed diet. It seemed to be working although it was hard to … Continue reading The Society for the Prevention of Un-Neutered Cats (DHC)
Harbour [hahr-ber] Noun – A place of shelter or refuge, especially one protected from rough waters Verb – To give a home or shelter to I was restless. I had just split up with a guy I’d been seeing for a few months and somehow that relationship had spilled over and soured the close relationship … Continue reading Diamond Harbour
