My mum recently found a 1950s mangle (or a wringer, as it's known in America) at a car boot sale. Out of this, and an empty packet of Whiskas Dentabits, she has made a junk sculpture cat. This serves as a new brother for Floyd, the kitten that she and my dad adopted last summer, who's been feeling a bit sorry for himself, as his best pal, Casper the white ghost cat who lives nextdoor, hasn't been round to see him quite as much recently. He was a little unsure about manglecat at first...
But has begun to warm to him slightly...
Read more about Floyd.
