In the dark at No 10

I was wrong, Boy David did not go to Chequers! No indeed - he went to Brussels! Assured of a calm environment there; no protesters marching passed him! No attacks on Fortnum and Mason or Topshop! No siree - Brussels must be a veritable haven of peace.

Arturo and I ventured up Whitehall, we slunk along the shopfronts and round the corners. There were masses of people banner holding. There were flag waving men, women and children. All very jolly. All very colourful. Then, there were a few nuts dressed in black and waving red-black flags. It all started to get nasty, so we skedaddled back to No 10, before we had a firecracker tied to our tails.

It was calm there, we were enjoying ourselves by feasting on a chicken carcass and a bowl of cream left over from the previous night's dinner. Then - blow me down at 8:30 precisely every single light in the place went out.

"Some rat has gnawed the main electricity cable." Arturo announced. "You and Larry will be for the high jump!"

I was cross, to put it mildly! I've done my job of rat catching. No bloody rat has gnawed any cable here, right under my nose. Then, we saw the candles on the table! Very pretty indeed. Next, we saw the kitchen staff with their hurricane lamps. It seemed strange they were so well prepared. It was as if they'd been expecting it!

Back in No 11, it was just the same. Stranger and stranger. No lights in Downing Street! You would have thought they'd have a generator! After all this place is supposed to be the centre of power, isn't it?

Suddenly, George (Gideon) arrived in his lounge. He never spotted us. He turned to his secretary and said, "This idea of Davids to observe global solidarity with the Earth Hour is excellent. Maybe, we should have an Earth hour twice a week. The Exchequer would save hundreds of pounds!"

Arturo and I looked at each other. So that's what it's all about, Earth Hour! Do they really think one hour of lights off will save the planet? Humans are a strange lot.

Arturo and I don't need light, thank you very much. We superior creatures, cats, see perfectly well in the dark. But you humans can't even walk across a dark room without knocking into the furniture! Was Boy David in the dark in Brussels? We'll never know!