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oh, white cat,

you are my every day, my everything.


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  1. bluntie» Blog Archive » prop dev on Saturday, March 17, 2012 at 1:59 am

    [...] apartments on this very site. you can imagine my surprise, hair shorn short, but unmistakably White Cat so far from Columbia Road and Corfu; and you can imagine my nimby-ism when he did not hold back his [...]

  2. bluntie › lost or wants to be alone on Friday, February 8, 2013 at 3:19 am

    [...] White Cat has gone now. [...]

  3. bluntie › w h i t e c a t on Friday, September 13, 2013 at 6:11 pm

    [...] White Cat’s law states that he will be there only when you expect him not to be. you cannot will this regal fluffy cat into existence, you cannot anticipate him. but we do, every time we walk the great cobbled Shoreditch cultural trail. so for three weeks of hopeful detours he was invisible, and as soon as I leave he reappears. here he is on the morning of Friday the 13th. we can only speculate where he has been. he reminds me to buy smoky paprika and tinned sardines for some Omega; because having arrived back in the land of #healthylifestyle I have the antithesis of the Bridget Jones score. days: 3 dawn jogs: 3 alcohol units: 0 Medal? [...]

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