It’s very cold this evening with a sharp easterly wind so Husb and I are cwtched at home in front of the telly with cats on laps. I’ve been colonised by little Ming the Merciless, who is easily one of the scruffiest cats ever born. She draws blood when we try to brush her so she stays scruffy. Here she is, on my lap, drawn with a Faber Castell Pitt, sepia size F pen into my pink silk A5 recycled sari sketchbook.
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