Orang tua-tua kata mimpi itu mainan tidur. The Cat left the country many years ago, to start life anew in the country of his birth, where his Mum is. Last night I dreamt that he came back to KayHell to take me back with him to that sleepy seaside town on the English Channel.

All Great Things Start With An Idea. On what have i done? Lils on The End. All Great Things Start With An Idea. There never was any plans or ideas to start this. But I must thank those darned cats from the backlanes that have turned the very grassy patch into their toilet. The grass, mostly the unwanted cow grass, has grown so thick and high that anything the cats left behind were hidden well. Except for the nauseating smell. A piece of the wall is falling apart.