And there was me thinking that was the name of a famous old shipyard in Wallsend, Newcastle-upon-Tyne. But, here we are in our own private lockdown situations, left to observe the animal kingdom going about their ways with little care for human interference. Who would have known that a worldwide pandemic would have such silver linings?
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Until we speak again, I’m sure Juno would have been impressed by the shear ambition, if not by the inherent impracticability!
No, it’s not another one of those failed rugby league franchises emerging yet again to demonstrate the wrong way of playing the egg-chasing game in the capitol of the union. It’s more to do with scary visions at 29 degrees, wandering around the neighbouring Bute East Dock on a hot afternoon in Cardiff…
While fisherman shelter in their army-surplus rigs on the wrong side of the dock, the creatures of the deep quietly lurk, as if sheltering in natural fjords…
![Fish [1]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2018/06/fish-1.jpg?w=288&h=216 "Fish [1]")
![Fish [2]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2018/06/fish-2.jpg?w=288&h=216 "Fish [2]")
Unbeknownst to the slumbering fisher’s of men from far afield, locally we have developed our own fishing rod technology capable of dealing with the challenge of the Cardiff Sharks…
Then, all of a sudden the calm surface is broken, as if Loch Ness had suddenly relocated 500 miles south…
![Fish [3]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2018/06/fish-3.jpg?w=584)
![Fish [4]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2018/06/fish-4.jpg?w=584)
Ducks scramble to take up anything that might resemble protection from what lurks beneath, clearly taking turns at being lookout…
But for one poor creature, carrying an anchor strapped to your legs is surely going to be an obstacle to survival…
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Because, if you can’t be fleet-footed or quick on the wing the Cardiff Sharks will know… and then you’re GONE!
Until we speak again, Juno used to occasionally be intrigued by the scent of Cardiff Sharks, wafting on the breeze coming from the direction of the dock.
There I was minding my own business just chillin’ down the docks, when yet another photographic genius thinks they can creep up behind and choose me as their artistic muse…
Well, come on then social media tyrant, wrap your pixels around this…
So you think you will hoover up all of those meaningless ‘likes’ on the back of my majesty? I’ll just try a nonchalant turn of the head…
Well that’s enough; even though beauty comes naturally to some of us, I’m out of here.
Until we speak again, it looks like the cool cat has been flipped the bird!
First there was a hard Brexit…
But where exactly has that one gone?
Then there was a soft Brexit…
![Squirrell [3]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2018/02/squirrell-3.jpg?w=584)
Which is proving to be just as elusive…
So, just when everything appears to be going arse over tit…
… look for Juno or Bella when you need an answer?
Until we speak again, Juno reckons it will be a hard fought draw, going to penalties… which the Germans always win!
As a black cat Juno always knew the camouflage benefits of going around town at night. But being an indoor cat, she was well versed in the art of not bothering!
However, those of us more adventurous cats realise there is a large world waiting out there. Taking a stroll down the Cowbridge Road, you will find yourself in a part of Cardiff known as Canton; confusing eh? You are nowhere near China; but, if you are paying close attention, some of these bright lights of Canton turn out to be Korean…
We enter as strangers in a strange land, as hitherto unseen contraptions hover above dedicated diners. What can they be for? Do they deliver the food, or perhaps suck up your dosh? Or, maybe we have stumbled across some strangely ethnic ‘northern’ traditions. No, it turns out they are the smoke extractors for the adventurous diners who choose from the barbecue section of the menu… as these are the items you cook yourself at your own table!
Us less adventurous cats (or maybe just avoiding the self-inflicted food poisoning vibe) decide you can keep your barbecue, we came for authentic national food, best cooked by authentic nationals.
Kimchi might be the restaurant name, but it also happens to be the Korean speciality dish of salted and fermented cabbage and radishes. It turns out that was something nicely complemented by a side of seaweed… and a Korean ‘Hite’ beer or two will not go amiss!
Then comes the main event, with Korean specialities again taking top billing. This time it is the Stone Pot variety, with beef for the carnivore, and seafood for the vegetarian cat (whatever that is!).
Oh, and why not add a side of Korean pancakes? Beware, too many of those may be accompanied by a visit from the Grim Reaper on heart inspection duty! Just as well those Stone Pots come with a mass of fabulously fresh vegetation…
Until we speak again, this may be a Korean story, but Juno & Bella would assure you that no cats or dogs were harmed in the making of this production!
I often wondered what Juno was thinking while she gazed out over all she surveyed…
Probably too fast…
![Squirrell [2]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2017/12/squirrell-2.jpg?w=584)
Definitely too slimy…
Could be too much trouble…
Just too late for that quick snack…
I hear the brains are the tastiest part?
But there is always one defining thought… lunch!
Until we speak again, enjoy that loving moment while you share an intense gaze with your cute and cuddly homely psychopath!
There was a time when I suspected that Juno used to spend time plotting her escape…
But, with a Science Plan diet, that she experienced as being no more than a bowl of crunchy rocks…
… I came to realise, that all she surveyed, was indeed an imaginative fantasy of pie fillings that could have been!
Juno was a lady of fine taste, so I have no doubt that fast food would be out of the question…
![Squirrell [2]](https://stevemorgan57.files.wordpress.com/2017/08/squirrell-2.jpg?w=584)
Then again, anything that looked too oily was best left out of the pan, and would be safe and slick in the local canal (or dock feeder, as I am occasionally reminded by local aquatic aficionados)…
Some of the potential fillings might be a little on the tough side. It might be a little difficult to have a stomping meal, if the meal is doing the stomping…
While other ingredients just might require a larger oven…
But, just once in a while, a game of hide and seek will provide an entertaining appetizer to the main feast. This morsel thought it was carefully camouflaged from the prying eyes of predators…
Until it decided on the old head above the parapet technique…
Maybe some of the best meals were the ones that just got away!
Until we speak again, don’t forget to spit out the beaks… the crunching puts off your fellow diners!
