Fucking DHL!

Someone rang the entryphone, Neil answered, says "who's this?" no answer. I suspected it was DHL aaaand - guess what? "Refused delivery". No card.

I've rung them, and, surprise, no redeliveries till Tuesday.

(Of course, if it were me, I would've known right away as I was expecting a parcel, and would have just buzzed them in... that's what I get for being in bed.)

Unexpected trips

the last thing I expected to do today was make a 250 mile round trip to Lowestoft to pick up a kitten. But I did. And now kesstrel has a very tiny tabby kitten.