numberplease To my amazement the cats just hopped out of their crates when they arrived, had a quick look round and headed first to the litter tray and then to their supper bowl. They had been in a cats' boot camp in the UK for three months, then transported from Darlington to a rather posher cattery at Heathrow airport where they stayed for a couple of weeks, then on a hugely long flight to Christchurch, then in a very posh quarantine cattery with underfloor heating for 10 days, then in my daughter's car for the long drive from Christchurch to Richmond. They seem perfectly settled and happy now but tend to transfer themselves to my office when all the children are here – after all they are 16 years old and deserve a bit of peace and quiet.