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allowed by the fascist fashion kommandant, aka my dad.) I have some ballet slippers to put on later so that I don’t get deep vein whatsit, as Vati is too mean to spend an extra thousand pounds so that I can have a chair that turns into a little bed on the plane. As I said to Mum, “A thousand pounds is just TOO much to spend to ensure his daughter will walk again, but there you are.”
    I left Jas trying to decide which botty huggers to wear for comfortabilitynessnosity on the plane and went to say good-bye to the kittykats.
    We have managed to convince Libby that they are not flying with us because they are coming on the special cat plane, which has little cat baskets instead of seats. And, I must say, it was my bit about them having their own little video sets by their baskets showing films of dogs being chased by cats that did the trick.
    It amused Libby so much, I thought she was going to have a fit.
    9:15 a.m.
    Gordon should be under strict house arrest but he has done a dash for freedom and is on the wall with his “father.” I notice that the anti-cat fence is partially eaten.
    Angus playfully biffed me around the head when I went over to them.
    Gordy rolled over onto his back and looked at me upside down. I tickled his little tummy, sooooo cute. Then he locked all his paws round my hand and stuck his claws into me. Owwwww. I tried to get him off but he is very strong for a little kittykat. He wouldn’t even let go when I lifted him off the wall and he just hung there on the end of my hand. I shook him off at last and he spun round in the air and landed on all of his little paws. Excellent tail work on the landing.
    Angus was looking sleepily down at his offspring.
    Probably thinking “I have taught that boy everything he knows.”
    As I got eye level with the big furry loony he looked straight at me. He has the most yellow mad eyes you have ever seen, but in his own way I think he loves me. That is what I think. It was likehe was looking deep down into my soul, thinking “Yes, we are different creatures, but we have a bond deep down inside. You are a baldy fool who cannot even catch her own snacks, but we both have hearts and appendixes. And neither of us have trouser-snake addendas.”
    A touching telepathic speech from him because usually he is not very talkative.
    I said, “Bye-bye, Angus. I love you and I will be back.”
    He put his paw out and just patted at my nose really gently.
    I think he understands every word I say and this is his way of saying “S’later.”
    9:25 a.m.
    As we drove out of our driveway in Dad’s friend’s white van, Grandad yelled out to us, “Have a lovely time, and Georgia, try and get on with people!”
    That’s nice, isn’t it?
    I said to everyone, “That’s a bit rich coming from a convicted convict, isn’t it?” But no one heard me above the singing. Even Libby was joining in with “Get off of my blue suede shoes.” Or in her case, “Get offer my blue snail shoes.”
    9:30 a.m.
    On our way to the airport of Luuurve dreams. I am sooooo excited.
    I said to Jas, “I am going to call all the people who have the same surname as Masimo as soon as we get to whatsitsname.”
    Jas said, “Memphis.”
    â€œYes, that.”
    in the departure lounge
11:00 a.m.
    I said to Jas, “Hamburger-a-gogo land, here we come! Brace yourselves for a knicker invasion!”
    12:00 p.m.
    Mutti was sooo nervy about taking off. She is still holding my hand and she has only just let go of the bloke across the aisle’s hand. He looks a bit apprehensive, and not entirely sane. Mutti, me, Jas, Libbsy, Scuba Diving Barbie and Sandra are all sitting next to each other, and Uncle Eddie and Vati have seats in front of us. The man across the aisle offered to change seats with Dad so he could sit across from Mum, but Dad said, “You wouldn’t be safe next to my friend. We call him