Good omen bad omen

Yesterday while walking home from the station I came upon a black cat mewling in the street. I stopped to stroke it, and then it followed me all the rest of the way home (down two more streets) although I was ignoring it to try and make it go away. Knowing Will was staying in Salisbury for the night, I didn't want to let it in in case it pooed everywhere or ate the curtains, knowing I would get the blame.

As I came to my front door (which has a porch and yet no outside light, annoyingly) and was fumbling for my keys in my handbag, I realised that this cat was going to try to come inside. I assumed the Quakers downstairs would not appreciate this so I left the key in the door, walked away a few metres to make the cat follow me, then ran back to let myself in cat-free.

Obviously I was already looking demented to any passers by, but then I compounded this by being unable to shut the door as it had a paper trapped there - yes, you guessed it, the Basingstoke Extra, including such hard-hitting news as this.

Anyway I was forced to try and open and shut the door repeatedly to let the paper in while not letting the cat in. Many traumatic and expletive-ridden seconds later I managed to accomplish said aim and retired upstairs only to be assailed by the wretch's mewling until I went to bed.

Have I cursed myself and all subsequent generations by my cowardice/incompetence in the face of a domestic animal? I suppose I'll find out on Monday...

Pop goes Kate!

I am compiling an electro-based/80s pop gem and would be grateful of any help. So far the track listing is as follows (in no particular order):

Gary Numan: Are Friends Electric? or Music for Chameleons
Daft Punk: Higher, Faster...
Mylo: Doctor Pressure
Kraftwerk: Model
Goldfrapp: Strict Machine
Eurythmics: Sweet Dreams

Can't remember the rest of them, but you get the idea. PS Gary Numan's new music is sounding ever more like Marilyn Manson(!)

Scrooged

HELP! I have been strong-armed into organising my work Christmas Party and am stuck for ideas. I don't really go to bars or clubs, and now don't even live in London any more. If only I could just get everyone to come down to the Bounty... Apparently I was nominated because I organised my wedding this year - as you may know it was in my in-laws' back garden and I'm not sure they'd be so thrilled with 60 or so of my colleagues turning up on their doorstep.

Plus it could turn into this:
















Or this: