Friday night here at chez Q. Mum went for a walk after her day at work, she popped into the library to stock up with the weekends books and then got a treat and got herself some fish and chips from across the road. We are not sure if other people do it, but kiwis grew up having fish and chips on Friday nights, as it was often a religious choice to not have meet on Fridays, especially at Lent. It has continued on being a tradition in many families for decades, although we think not so much now as there are so many takeaway choices. When mum grew up in the 1970s, there would be huge lines at the fish and chip shop.
In the 1970s there also was not much choice in dinners for pussy cats, and the cat mum grew up with - Andy cat. Well he only ever got Chef Jellimeat, which at the time only came in one flavour, so no choices for him. He chowed down every dinner and breakfast though and loved his foods. He also got some chicken or beef scraps every now and then. Anyways last night at the supermarket mum picked up some Chef sachets - Kiwi favourites. There were 6 lamb, 6 chicken and 6 jellimeat and on special at half the price of my usual fancy feast. I tried the jellimeat tonight and we are giving it a 4/5 (mum did not tasted it, but based the score on how much I ate, how quickly I ate it, and how much was left on my plate).
A chill is in the air tonight. Mum has pulled the curtains and put the heating on - the first time in about 5 months. I have even climbed on her knee for a cuddle.
Hope you have somewhere warm and cosy to snooze on, and a full tummy tonight.