Where shall I put this china cat?’ I yelled at Deb.
‘What china cat?’ she said.
You might remember that my sister used to live in a large house in the country, complete with a whirlpool bath, a coffee machine which looked like the controls of the Starship Enterprise, and a hot-and-cold-running gardener.
She has now downsized to a flat round the corner from us. Well, three or four corners to be strictly accurate. It is, of course, a lavish two-storey flat with high ceilings and