Perfectly Heavenly

(As I write to you, there is a scary thunder and lightning storm out over the sea, directly in my line of sight. My, that is noisy). 

Cats of St Ives:

It has been years since this perfectly heavenly white cat has let herself be seen by the SconeLady. The one and only Tourguide Tony apparently sees her a bunch because they share the Memorial Garden whenever Tony brings a crowd. But it is my turn now and I got a dandy of a video. I am beyond thrilled! See below.

Meanwhile, people have been dreadfully shocked by the heat wave today. Did you hear about it? I don't know if it went far enough to actually make people in St Ives faint, as it did at the end of May (apparently the people in St Ives have never been to southern California). 

Today was a day for visiting Jean, but when I got up it was already too warm for me. I got ready anyway, ate breakfast, and ran in the direction of the bus stop called The Malakoff. It would have been a great idea to check the bus timetable ahead of time, but I live in a world where everything will simply happen the way I want I to. 

So I missed the bus.

Trudging on up the hill I checked the wretched bus timetable on my phone, and discovered that I would miss every bus every time there was a bus. When I finally reached the care home and tapped at the door, the manager tried to smile and look pleasant, but failed.

"It is awfully early, Madam," she uttered, checking her watch. "Jean is still asleep."

"Oh. Well I came early because it is going to become hotter the later it becomes."

She did not acknowledge this brilliant statement, but said I should "come back in an hour". By now I realized how smart it would have been to check the care home's timetable to see if it matched mine (but I presume you know what kind of a world I live in).

See you along the way!

the SconeLady