I did this picture immediately after an Alpine holiday to see a friend of ours who lived in Tignes.
One day we walked across the mountains to Val D'Isere. It was a lovely walk. I got my '7 mile hips' towards the end.
That was my cat Wellington instead of a cuckoo. If he was interrupted mid-lick, he would just look at you with the tip of his tongue sticking out, head to one side. I used to love that.