Obit

We were totally crushed and crestfallen upon learning about the untimely death of the extraordinary poet and journalist Eli Mohar. In yesteryears we've been spending many a pleasant Friday afternoon munching sun flower seeds and reading avidely one or another of his most entertaining pieces in "Hair", that always made us chuckle. Whether he was musing about Hapoel Tel-Aviv og Man U, the BBC or Kol Israel,  Irish ale or Scottish whisky, his native streets of Tel-Aviv or his acquired streets of London, he always retained that highly articulated, inimitably pronounced and exquisitely funny T-A city slang, that we shall miss so dearly from now on. Tel-Aviv has lost it's main man, its bard and soul, the world at large also appears much reduced and diminished, with all due respects. He was always a good lough, was Eli Mohar, the highest compliment anyone could aspire for.           

Meet the boyz

As I intimated yesterday, Mary took upon herself to rescue a pair male kittens belonging to the same litter from being a burden to the cat woman in Frederikshavn. The decision was made on the spur of the moment, but still rationally based, since they were the most boisterous creatures on the grounds and apparently self sufficient. This is what you call first impressions.
We have since had a chance to make new observations...Let me introduce the boyz: Aerial is the bigger one, he's a slender and long limbed, yet very strong grey tabby. He can have bursts of hyperactivity interspersed will calmer spells. He eats like a gannet, that is, everything remotely edible.
Orlando, his bro, is of a different mould, smaller, slimer, more gentle and quiet. He has a lovely soft many colored fur and a touch of insecure sexual identity.
We hope to bring you some photos of those two real soon.

The cat woman from Frederikshavn

Some 14 days ago, we went to Frederikshavn to visit the local cat woman. The locals call her kattemor which means cat mother. This is certainly a very apt description. She's been working with cats for 22 odd years and it is starting to show...Her home was teeming with cats, the hallways, the rooms, the bathrooms, and in the garden there were many more. It was like visiting a cageless zoo. We saw all kinds of nice cats; big, small and in between. A number og norwegian forest cats in different colors, as well as more ordinarily looking ones. Some were lying down and some running and climbing. What a feline fiesta!
Mary wished to alleviate the cat woman of her heavy toll so she adopted a couple of kittens. They are the new boyz in the Hood. You may call them Aerial and Orlando and they may ignore you in return...