Frosty expectations from the parlour cats
Good New-Year’s Meow-ning! Welcome to the parlour… I’m afraid there is nobody here but us cats this morning; Max and Collin have completely vanished from our feline radar, we have no idea what has befallen them but we are going to use our oracular cephaloterois to try and skry them out. We are not too concerned; like a bad penny, they usually turn up. Looking out from the parlour window we notice that the River Lune has frozen over, this brings us great joy as we hope there will be a frost fair next week, if the ice gets thick enough to walk on.
We wish you a very purrrrrrfect morning and hope to see you again soon, do drop in on Monday when we’re sure the boys will be back and enjoying the frost fair so until then please be always, the one who always lands on their feet.
The Parlour Cats.