Thinking of Simba

It was two years ago that our cat Simba disappeared. We last saw him in the morning as usual but he never returned. We don’t know what happened and in spite of searching high or low we never found him.

I was thinking of him today while pursuing the scanning of our photos. Almost 800 photos have been scanned and a lot of them are photos of our past pets.

I think it fitting to remember him around this period and to wish him well wherever he is.

If you are wondering about the above photo, I came across it while scanning.

You can just make out (with a lot of imagination) my Sister’s dog Poppy that we had in London in the sixties. That’s my Grandad on my Mum’s side, my brother is on the left, my sister on the right and I’m in the middle. The photo was taken in our back garden in London.