So, I come home from work to find that the philb has attempted kitchen-based conflagration. There was a distinct smell of smoke, and he was grinning like a loon. Apparently, fat from the burgers he was grilling ignited and there were interestingly-large flames bellowing forth from our oven-based grill facility.

Understandably, the cat was looking a bit wild-eyed and uncertain but seems to have settled into somnolence now.

Incidentally, I can’t believe I’ve just needed to add a category for ‘doom’.

Also in the philb/insanity department: five minutes ago saw him miowing one of the themes from Lloyd-Webber’s Phantom of the Opera. I radiate concern. Can you feel it?

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