Hello, and welcome to the latest Sunday selfie from the Chumley & Hudson Investigation Team!
Mr Mins (aka Mr Minstrel), who you met a couple of weeks ago, has hurt his leg somehow and now has a pronounced limp. He will be heading to see the Dr next week to find out what he has done.
So whilst the sun was out, he took the opportunity to soak up the healing rays. When Ol' Ned the gardener pottered by with the camera, having taken some plant pictures, Mins said he would love a picture to show all his old pals just what a cool and relaxed life he now leads.
The best of all lives for a stray who fell on his feet. Ironically we think it was falling on his feet that has hurt his leg!
As Mr Mins is not one to complain or ask for help, Mrs H and I would appreciate any healing purrs and mantras you can send his way.
This week we have had a visit from a guest. Almost long forgotten, always welcome, at least until they outstay their welcome by being too fervent and unrelenting in their endeavours to make everyone feel happy.
Yup, like a whirlwind, a summer heatwave has arrived in Upper Much-Mousing! With temps in the high twenties, and destined for mid to high thirties the village has been transformed. Washing lines, full with maritime pennant flag-like multicoloured arrays of knickers, hankies and frivolous frilly bedtime wear, raise eyebrows of the old, giggles from the young and make magpies curious.
Winter bedsheets, their final wash over, now flap languidly in the light breeze. The artificial fabric conditioner fights with early scents from nearby gardens soon to be open to all to view in the villages open garden scheme.
Mrs H, ever one to have a hands on approach to looking after the farmland we have, has been out spot spraying some of the pernicious weeds. Gladys, who helps Mrs H in the kitchen and comes to stay here at the Manor House whilst Mrs H is off on one of her missions for the NAFFI, says she looks like a cross between a bee keeper, and an astronaut!
Me, I have been chatting with a newcomer to the village. Onetime travelling cat, who we first met in a recent adventure; more of that to follow nearer its publication. Minstrel by name and nature, Mr Mins, as we like to call him, has been staying with Miss Carroll – fellow WI member who lives nearby – until he can find permanent lodgings of his own. Just as well he chose Miss Carroll and Mrs H to befriend as both cook very well, and he has an appetite to match a horse!
Anyway, I said to Mr Mins, "Why not do a selfie to introduce yourself to the Blogosphere and future adventure book readers?"
He said he thought that to be an excellent idea, and far better than the mug shots of his one time life as a henchcat.
So without further ado, here is Mr Minstrel taking the sun and letting its natural warm healing properties sooth way the aches of the mission . . .
