Years ago when I was a little girl and my sister was even littler, I used to make her learn things out of books, and then I would test her to see how much she had remembered. She used to get very grumpy so I decided not to go into teaching.
These days she is still littler than I am, as I retain a half inch advantage (in height). She is less grumpy though. The other day there was a programme on TV about Canterbury Cathedral and I made her watch it. Today I marched her around the cathedral expecting great things but the one thing she remembered we couldn't find. (A paving slab worn down by years of kneeling). She will have to watch the programme again.
I contented myself with pictures of carvings...
... and cats.
This fellow seemed rather elderly and very sleepy but he had a comfortable bed on the old stone seat. I was delighted to find that the cathedral cats are honoured on a tea towel
and that's where I learnt that I had met Tom.