Life

It is currently 5:40 in the morning. This is not a poetic exaggeration, nor a carefully constructed narrative opening. It is simply a statement of fact. At 5:40 this morning I surrendered, quietly rose from the battlefield that used to be my bed, crept down a set of creaky stairs hoping to avoid the really noisy ones, and shuffled into my office with the slow determination of a man who knows that sleep has abandoned him for the foreseeable future.

This was a hard one to write. And I know some people will say, “It’s just a cat”. We all know that is never the case.  It is with the heaviest of hearts and a lot of stray ginger fur on our clothing, bedding and pretty much every piece of furniture, that we share some sad news: our beloved ginger beastie, Monty, has passed away. For those who visited our home or tuned in to our streams, Monty wasn’t just a pet; he was a founding member of the team, one of the OG’s. He was the