Puss

The only sound is the wind. 

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY ONE.

Ponderment

Pondering was his favourite thing, no matter what company he was in

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY.

Miss Carmella's reflected glory

She felt like a little icy jewel, teetering at the mirror's edge

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY NINE.

Potato guard

Potatoes make excellent sentries: they won't move a muscle, except on a slope.

DAY TOW HUNDRED AND SEVENTY EIGHT.

At the jelly bean silos

All the beans had been captured, except one

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SEVEN.

These old legs

They were always coercing him to have a little sit down

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY SIX.

The knot

This knot is brought to you by the letter W

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FIVE.

Handsome does

Mr Croydon is chuffed with his new glove puppets

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY FOUR.

Inspired by moonlight

Spontaneous dancing by parking rangers, August 1997

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY THREE.

Those people upstairs

"What's with those people upstairs?" she asked. "This is the top floor," I said.

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY TWO.

The very large badge look

It all went smoothly, once they'd mastered the giant pins

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY ONE.

Landscape portrait

Constable Nolan's daughter and her antique pony, November 1961

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SEVENTY.

Musings of Anthony part 5

Easy listening radio can affect the mind

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY NINE.

Musings of Anthony part 4

It's comforting to remember the faces of loved ones

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT.

Musings of Anthony part 3

Unsolicited psychoanalysis is just bad manners

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY SEVEN.

Musings of Anthony part 2

When husbands spend too much time in the garden, produce will suffer

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY SIX.

Musings of Anthony part 1

Unspeakable showoffs like Ursula always get fed first

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY FIVE. I am indebted to my beautiful sister for letting Anthony out of the box.

Snappy yellow hand

First she'll insult you, then she'll show you premium product

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY FOUR.

High tea romance

Do you suppose it's kismet, Algy?

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY THREE.

C60 and C30

Curtains open, day begun

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO.

Those things are back

You know those things, don't you?

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY ONE.

Wooden and upset

Alphonse was a little annoyed with the toy maker

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND SIXTY.

Funnel vision

Ms Jasper had found an object of inspection

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY NINE.

Steam driven cats

Moss dreamed of guarding the railway like his dad

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY EIGHT. 

Travel advice for thin strangers

Never cut the locals

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY SEVEN. 

Birdie question

Was it a letterbox?

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY SIX.

The bear typed on

It was a literary bus stop

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY FIVE.

No absolutes here

Under certain conditions, even spots can change their spots

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY FOUR. Probably.

Faster goggles

Fifty years of sunlight sped past his face in a second

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE.

Spherical excursion

A trip to the roundhouse didn't really impress them

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO. 

What are you trying to tell me?

Another subtle lunchtime message

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE.

A laundering lapse

Iris began to have hallucinations in the ironing marathon

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY. 

The instant gardener

She measured the space: it would take about 10 minutes

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE.

Brief encounters of fishing

They only met once, and then it was mostly too late

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT.

How clouds work

Oh, alright, it's just a theory

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN.

Whenever they went to sea

People always mistook them for the Owl and the Pussycat

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX.

Our panel of expert

Need a talking head? Try our Mr. Nutwich

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE.

Giant tip

Hector thought he might have overdone it this time

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR.

Pinstripe exercise

Monday mornings are not to be taken lightly

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY THREE.

Dawn lemon march

Their footfalls were soft, their lemons were heavy

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY TWO.

It landed at night

Number 71 receives an unexpected extension, March 2002

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY ONE.

Arbitrary signage

Worse still, there was nothing to see in either direction

A message from the pondlife

We newts, aquatic birds and model boats wish to point out we are upright citizens. Thankyou.

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY.

Letter slot

The view came as a surprise to both of them

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE.

Match of the day

Proving that stiff arms are no barrier to true love

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT.

Hands up who wants

Hands up who wants me to draw their heads as well?

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY SEVEN.

Shoe disapproval

Wanda and Cheryl were in the grip of a very strong emotion

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX.

Tweedie assortment

Miriam and her beasties were always appropriately attired

 DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVE.

Cupface

She was just a trick of the light

DAY TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR.

The Brown Bread Gang

The new boss was really raising their profile

DAY ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE.