I met the Hadfield station cat, Betsy, today. She was sitting on the booking counter but I was warned not to stroke her.
Ha, I met her today as well. Did get away with a quick scratch on the head
I met the Hadfield station cat, Betsy, today. She was sitting on the booking counter but I was warned not to stroke her.
So Hadfield has a station cat! He's a bit grumpy though.
Ha, I met her today as well. Did get away with a quick scratch on the head![]()
Our depot has one who loiters around the shed. It basically sits around on its @rse, waiting to be fed & complimented whilst serving no useful purpose at all. I suspect it will shortly be headhunted by the DFT.
Your head or hers?The female of the species is deadlier than the male, in my experience of owning (beg pardon, co-domiciling with) cats.
Our depot has one who loiters around the shed. It basically sits around on its @rse, waiting to be fed & complimented whilst serving no useful purpose at all. I suspect it will shortly be headhunted by the DFT.
On initial training many many many moons ago we were told that there were cats on the payroll (as pest control agents) and there was mention of a supervisor at Faringdon who was disciplined for pocketing the cat food allowance.
I wonder if there are any felines still on the 'payroll' in some form or other ?
Just for a second, reading the first line only I thought you were going to say a cat was paid as a supervisor: actually, a few of the examples quoted would have probably done a better job than certain individual humans.![]()