Enjoying the outdoors

So far, so good. The cat scratching post is working and my legs are being given a respite from climbing kitty. Yesterday she spent time outside and I spent a long time calling her and looking in the undergrowth. Eventually it occurred to me that she was a climbing kitty and I looked up to find her perched among the flowers in the hibiscus. She seemed quite happy to be rescued from that dizzy height and immediately had a long sleep in the sunlight on her blanket.

 

Outside, the excellent weather continues unabated, despite all predictions of winter's arrival at Easter, and it seems that we may have to go back to the drawing board on that one. With a plethora of public holidays - five over a period of four weeks - everyone is out and about enjoying the sun and sea, as well as ensuring that all outdoor eating venues are packed. It boggles the mind to see plates of food pouring out of kitchens to be consumed by a seemingly unlimited supply of 30-somethings with babies, all sporting what used to be called prams, but now are multiple-use vehicles that tower above their kart-like wheels, enabling them to negotiate far more precarious terrain than the 4x4 the parents arrived in. 

I have at last figured that one out - the reason everyone needs these massive vehicles for shopping is because of all the baby and toddler paraphernalia that accompanies them on the briefest of outings. Word has it that they actually don't have much space for all this equipment and in fact you are unlikely to fit a golf bag in some of them. I wonder how long it will be before the good old Volvo station wagon makes a big comeback?