Alix Chidley-Uttley

Good evening, little Spoon. It was very warm outside today, and even warmer weather is predicted tomorrow. I note that you have abandoned the kitchen for the coldest spot in this house, little Spoon — the stone-floored hall. What a wise creature you are, darling little Spoon!

The subject of the portrait behind you is unknown, little Spoon; still, you look as if you've left a small space next to you, as if to invite company; perhaps you know things about this house that I don't, little Spoon, because you can hear and see things that I can't or won't; I will leave you to your reveries, enigmatic but much-loved little Spoon

I'd forgotten this photo of little Spoon that I took last time I was at our West Norfolk place

Little Spoon, you are disaffected; it is true that we are on a train, little Spoon, conveying you to London for your immunotherapy tomorrow; this is not your favourite way to spend a morning, little Spoon, nor is it mine; hopefully this will be beneficial for you anyway, cross little lovely Spoon

Little Spoon, I am sorry that you and I are currently on a rail replacement bus to Stowmarket; your immunotherapy programme takes us on some very strange journeys, little Spoon; you look rather affronted, which I understand, but hopefully this will all be worth it in the end

Little Spoon, you have not featured very prominently here in recent days as you have no obvious relevance to Easter; still, little Spoon, you do look rather sweet, sitting there on the stairs, staring thoughtfully at me; happy Easter to you, too, my reflective little Spoon

Poor little Spoon, you are still over-grooming due to your dust mite allergy; you have a bare little patch under your foreleg and I have to prevent that becoming worse; as a result, I am sorry that you have to wear this baby-gro type outfit; I am further sorry that for reasons of perspective your tail looks weirdly huge in this photo; you are not having much of a day, are you, much-loved little Spoon?