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Nottingham & Cat Cafe

So Otter and I just had a weekend in Nottingham, which involved donuts (ohmygoodness Doughnotts), far too much amazing pizza (Oscar and Rosie‘s, highly recommended), modern classical music (Ludovico Einaudi), a lot of walking up hills (looking at you, Lenton), a very good comic book shop (Page 45), multiple charity shops, really good apple & mint tea at Patisserie Valerie, lots of random Christmas-present-buying, absolutely amazing hot chocolate in a cute little chilled-out cafe (CookieShake, which was really quirky and fun; definitely somewhere to go back to!) and Carcassonne (Otter kept winning), and a CAT CAFE.

Which, obviously, is the content you’re reading for.

So, without further ado:

The cat on my lap is Toast, who was very interested in the cream on my plate and did manage to sneakily swipe a pawful of Otter’s before we caught him! He did submit to scritches after being informed that we weren’t going to let him have any more cream, and was a small blissed-out heap of purrs for about five minutes before being distracted with someone else’s cream…

The cafe itself was large; it had two main sections and each was at least twice the size of the Newcastle cafe! The cats were all quite curious, but didn’t much care for people, although they were friendly enough (as Toast proved) – but as the cafe must have quite a throughfare, I can understand the cats not being particularly affectionate. They were very adorable though, and we got a lot of fun watching them all. There was also a HUGE ginger Maine Coon who spent the entire hour asleep in a box.

Beyond that; we had a great weekend, and it was a lot of fun wandering round Nottingham again too! My happy pills are definitely making me better; I was a little anxious at times but nothing nearly as bad as I’ve been previously, and I coped with all the things! Whee!

Only got a few chapters of two books read, though, so I need to keep on with that…

A Brief Conversation About The Bechdel Test

So I was chatting to Otter about their writing, and they expressed worry about the Bechdel Test. “I mean, if I have a male main character, should they… overhear a conversation? I mean, I could have them eavesdropping. Or maybe just walk in on one? But that would mean they’re in the room-”

“Hang on, hang on. They can be present during the conversation.”

“Oh! Ok. I thought it was a conversation without a man present.”

“…no. The bar is literally set low enough that it has to be a conversation.

And there was a moment of silence as we contemplated exactly how low the bar was that just one conversation between two women is hard to hit.

“And it can’t be about a man?” Otter adds.

“So… an argument about who’s turn it is to wash up?” I got another ‘really?’ look. “Yeah. Seriously. Hey, have you come across the Sexy Lamp Test?”

“You have got to be joking.”

“And Sexy Lamp With Post-It. Ok, go look up Mako Mori. That’s a good one.”

Some more contemplation was had, possibly about the state of the world.

“So… what happens if you don’t meet the tests?”

“Nothing. It just depends if you want to your books to be bought by readers who don’t want to consider women as characters.”

“Ah.”