The gauntlet was down and I was up for a challenge - and, incidentally, short on ideas for more worthy blogposts. So I got thinking...
I'm certain that the Empress Eugenie, who lived in exile at Camden Place (now Chislehurst Golf Club) would have had a cat or two, if only to prevent mice nibbling at the gorgeous furniture. Unfortunately I have only been able to find a picture of her with what looks like a dog...
Nevertheless, the Empress was a devout Cat-holic (sorry!) who was responsible for getting the grotto at Lourdes reopened after the authorities had tried to close it down.
This spurious connection was unlikely to pass muster with His Hermeneuticalness. Undaunted, I scoured Google Images for pictures of the Empress. No cats. Determined not to be beaten, I changed my Google search terms, and struck gold...
6 comments:
Well done!
Aren't golf balls made of cat gut?........oops, sorry, Mac.
They used to be...but fear not, Richard, catgut is not made from cats... check it out!
Easy, really, Mac.
The Tabby is going for a Birdie.
Job done, Fr.
Well I do long for the good old days Mac....it's the traditionalist in me.
It would have been easier to get a link between cats and football. Just type "Liverpool cat" into google and see the scouser mouser!
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