The look says it all: “You’re off again, aren’t you?”. Saying goodbye to Sws the cat this morning was the worst thing about going away. I know Ruairi will look after him well – in fact Sws will probably have forgotten who we are by the time we return home – but he does like company. So if you’re passing near our house and you see this doe-eyed fur ball sitting looking lonely, please stop and tickle our pussy, (as it were).