This. Is. Not. Ok.
Those of you who follow this blog and actually read my posts may remember a former plea for citizenship in the United Kingdom of the European Union.
Well, this desire is even more real now.
Why you ask?
I’m not sure if this image makes sense. But I’m kind of obsessed with it. So there’s that.
The city of Charles Dickens and no rightaways for pedestrians is opening a cat cafe. A place where city dwellers can pay to pet cats from the Mayhew Animal Home in Kensal Green, north-west London. And if you can’t afford to pay (which I wouldn’t be able to do because alcohol is much more important) you can stay with the cats overnight for FREE.
You get to play with cats. And drink coffee. And play with cats. All at the same time.
I want to go back right now. SOMEONE MARRY ME NOW.