This isn't my cat. She breaks into my house in the middle of the night to get into bed with me. I quite enjoy it, until she claws me if she's had enough stroking.

Hellooo. This is my first Blue Sky post. Here's a photo of me and my best mate with 100s of other ravers in bathers protesting outside Bristol City Hall, asking them to do something about our Avon's polluters. Pip died this time last year. I miss her so much. She was my hairy wingwoman.