Sunbathing

I thought the weather was quite favourable today so I went for a wander down to the seaside. There weren't too many two legs about and I found this fabulous row of chairs all unoccupied.

I jumped up and ran along until I found this one that just suited me and decided to have a stretch out and a nap while taking in the sea air.

I had just got into the first stages of this lovely dream about a hill erupting and flooding down with molten cream. I was salivating so much I was actually dribbling. Very bad form for a young cat about town like me.

"Oi it's £2 to use a sun bed mate!" boomed the voice of Jobsworth in his peaked hat.

I looked up at him through half open eyes. "I'm not exactly carrying a wallet with me old boy"

"Can't have you sleeping here if you haven't paid. The other tourists want to sit down and they will pay. Not fair to take a seat from a paying tourist."

I surveyed the row of empty chairs. "Not many takers yet by the looks of it"

He loomed tall over me and started fiddling with his ticket book. I sensed there was no chance of clemency here.

I got to my feet and jumped off the chair darting between his legs and along the beach.

"Oi you still have to pay for the time that you were here! I'll have the law after you sunshine!" he yelled at my departing bottom.

I found a nice little cove on the sandy beach and settled down for a nap there.

No-one disturbed me and I came back home relaxed and with a nice tan.