You can tell I'm on holiday - all my hard-earned rage has (temporarily) disappeared and I'm entranced by soft fluffy kittens. In particular, Myrtle the Moggy, my sister's kitten. Tomorrow she departs rural Shropshire for London, where she'll be eaten by an urban fox. But today, she play-fights with KitKat, her half-sister. More pictures (and of snow/birds etc.) here. Click on these for bigger ones.