Obligatory cat post (patently wrong icon)

Sigh, choices, choices.

Have some stuff to print out, potatoes to peel, people to txt and dinner to check on (corned beef currently on slow boil with onion, peppercorns, garlic, cloves, bayleaves and honey).

But I have a large grey purring cat in my lap and when I start contemplating getting up and doing these useful things, he purrs louder, bunts his head under my chin and then burrows into my armpit. At least one hand is free to type so I am not completely trapped.

But I may need rescue at some point...