As observed in the abode of Squeaks this afternoon at about 5.00pm.

Regular viewers may remember me mentioning a certain feline of my acquaintance. The stupid, smelly one.

Well he outdid himself today. The infamous Christmas pudding only flamed for about 15 mins total, but the cat, not wanting to be left out, caught his arse alight on a candle.... a candle that has been on that table and lit every night for a month..... Do not fear, cat is too stupid to feel pain, and fur is plenty long enough for him to have got away with nothing more than a singed coat and a funny taste in his mouth, but we have added a new phrase to those usually heard at this time of year - - - bloody hell, the cat's on fire!

Seems to have been a day of it - the advent wreath caught light at service this morning, and we successfully crisped a holly twig before the pudding.....

Have a happy, and flame free Boxing Day - I want a fire extinguisher for my next birthday......

LTS