OCD. Hmm. Both Kevin and Patricky think they have it, and I just wrote a reply on Patricky's blog saying it was all twaddle. Then it crossed my mind that I have it too!

Whenever I go to the beach I have to find a stone with a hole in it. I mean it's not a total compulsion, but I do get annoyed if I have to leave without finding one. Luckily there are lots of stones with holes in them, otherwise I'd probably need a straight jacket.

This 'stone with hole' thing started a year or so ago. Now I have a large bag of stones with holes in them and possible OCD too. Ah well.

The weather was fantastic today: Clear blue skies, with just a hint of the spring to come, though still chilly. Sadly I've been stuck indoors. The cat, who is on my knee as I write, would like to send her regards.

Camy