The weather here has been very changeable recently – some days sunshine, most days rain and occasionally a gigantic thunderstorm. The local news is full of stories of flooding and 6 metre waves lashing the coast.   As today was a festa we drove up to the Costa Brava to see the sea.It wasn’t really stormy by Cornish standards but fairly bracing and pleasantly quiet on the beaches. We had lunch in Lloret de Mar which in summer is a nightmare of tourists and traffic and, like so many beautiful coastal towns has been blighted by the Francoist property developers in the 60’s and 70’s. But if you turn your back on the ugly apartment blocks and look out to sea it is stunning. There is a colony of wild cats living here.They were more tame than their city cousins – it is unusual to be able to stroke a street cat but these ones were heart-breakingly interested in getting close. I want to write more about the cats I meet here soon – they have a tough life. People feed them but it’s not easy on the streets. There was one tortoiseshell here in Lloret who wound her way around my legs and seemed accustomed to being with humans. She was very thin although her fur was soft and glossy. Of course I thought about taking her home but what does this ‘rescue’ mean?  Would life as a well fed city cat without a garden be better than being part of this wild free colony by the beach? What do you think?