This was "Simon", the TOM cat kitten, now, "Nomis", cos it is a miss.

Even judges like kittens.

Well, you are normally the ones in the kitchen, peeling, making chips, etc,

I must have too much time on my hands,

STOP COCK.

WEE COCK SPARROW.

COCK EYED.

Any more suggestions?

The weather looked fine this morning, and at about 10.30 I decided that a walk down to the Main Street would do me good, take 30p with me and buy my daily paper.

Main Street at 10.45, paper in hand, feeling fit, a stroll around the outskirts of town, it will take a hour and a half or so, it will do me good.

11.30, furthest point from my house, and it starts to rain, and it rains and rains and rains. I'm OK, I'm in a bus shelter, a regular service that will drop me a couple of mins from my front door.

No money.

But, there is a public house just down the road!!!!

It's about time that I got some thing off my chest, and just between us friends, and, whispered very quietly, and this, mind you, was 55 years ago, I did, and now I am sorry to have to admit it, enter the back yard of the local pub, pick up a soda syphon, take it to the counter at the "Off Sales" and receive the deposit back. I know, it was theft.

I turned up my collar, put my head down, and walked home. It took me about 45 mins, I was soaked to the skin. It didn't kill me.