I never did get round to posting this but I thought you might want to read it anyway …
“17th April
In case you didn’t receive my e-mail, I am standing for Swansea council at the coming Local Elections on May 3rd. Whilst not wishing to count my chickens etc the ward is supposedly a safe seat. In the next couple of weeks I will be doing a lot of walking the streets, knocking on doors, preparing leaflets etc but if I’m ‘lucky’ the real work will begin after the elections.
So it might be a while before you get the next personal blog off me, but if you are worried about getting withdrawal symptoms (!!) I will be posting to my political blog at http://www.lesleywaltonpolitics.blogspot.co.uk/ from time to time,
But to finish this one, another cat anecdote …
When Jeff & I came back from Mid Wales on Saturday they were nowhere to be found. Looked all over the house but to no avail. Went out into the garden – ditto. So finished unpacking the car and putting things away, then we both went out the back door again. Although I thought it a long shot as still not sure they were used to them, I called out their names ‘Gaby’, ‘Moni’, Richie’. And one by one they appeared from nowhere in that order! And my happiness was made complete later that evening when Monica came up as usual to snuggle round my neck. Sometimes it’s actually good to come home.”
Since I wrote the above I've been elected so have set up another blog ("oh
no, not another one!"). On the off chance you might be interested in
what I do as a councillor go to http://www.lesleywaltoncouncillor.blogspot.co.uk/ as I thought I'd write a piece each week (but don't count on it!)
Les X
Thought I’d start the New Year with an update on our kitten-cats. You know they say ‘ a dog is not just for Christmas’ but is this still true for cats? Only joking!They are of course into everything, eat anything – before now Moni has nicked potato off my plate, and on a Saturday morning it’s a race to who gets to the scrambled egg first although Richie usually wins, and Gabi has a fondness for plants and so far has, fortunately for her, proved that none of ours are poisonous!After Woody died in the summer it just didn’t feel right getting any more at the time but it seemed per
fect timing to get them now as presents for each other. A friend of ours, Judy, does a lot of work on behalf of the Cats Protection League, part of which is looking after abandoned kittens & cats, which is 
where we got them. At the time she had two very small ‘fluff balls’ who kept hiding, and two other males who were beautiful pale ginger tabbies. But we had always said we wanted black & white – apparently they are not the ‘flavour of the month’ which I find quite baffling.Adding in something new this year, as I get older I get more and more intolerant, with the emphasis on the ‘rant’! So each month I’m going to include a Grumpy Gripe and here’s the first …There have been a number of TV series called Grumpy Old Men’s Guide to … which gets me shouting at the set as I reckon that the average age of the ‘old’ men on it is less than 50. But worse, far worse, is the Grumpy Old Women counterpart when at least one of them is barely 30!
Les X
