Barely out of nappies, I was left, unchaperoned, to absorb Hitchcock’s The Birds on TV; my mother presumably innocently anticipating some tame documentary about fluffy puffins. Ever since, faced with more than one pigeon at a time, I turn into a trembling Tippi Hed-ren-case. With Gothic narration by Tim Curry, Cravendale’s commercial could well be this generation’s The Birds. Sleeping soundly is difficult enough as it is, so I’m avoiding this intimidating feline fright show, a massive YouTube hit, with all its dark implications about menacing moggies with thumbs taking over the world. In thought, if not in deed (before anyone calls the RSPCA), I’m with Mary Bale on this one - she who was infamously caught on camera lobbing Lola the cat into a Coventry bin.
