Happy Birthday Mr AJ!

Starting with the most important thing first. Last Monday Mr AJ celebrated his 15th birthday! I’ll keep saying it for forever. I can’t believe he once fitted in the palm of my hands and ruled the street. Well, I like to think he ruled the street. I once saw him late one night in London chasing a fox through the terraced gardens in the snow. The fox went under the fence, he went over the fence. Maybe they were playing. There was a family of foxes at the end of the garden living under a clapped out garden shed and he used to regularly spend nights out. I’d call him in in the morning and he come running down the garden from the shed to walk in like nothing had happened.

One night he came back with blood on his chest (not his), another (more…)