• British Billy turns back the clocks

    There's going to be an extra hour for you all to enjoy this Sunday, Oct. 29, and I am already trying to decide whether it would be best spent sleeping, eating or hunting.Truth be told, it makes little difference to me. I live in the moment and refuse to be a slave to the ticking hands of

  • British Billy welcomes springtime

    I love the changing seasons in Britain, and I especially love spring. My paw pads start to tingle, and my tail twitches with anticipation. So much is happening! The bees are buzzing around the heather, the rabbits and moles are frantic with activity, and the birds are busy impressing each other as

  • British Billy bites into some hot cross buns

    I always assumed everyone all over the world ate hot cross buns at Easter, but I discovered that it is a quintessentially British tradition. They are small festive bread buns and you are supposed to restrain yourself until Good Friday before tucking in. However, self-control is so often lacking in

  • British Billy celebrates St. David's Day, March 1

    I know to be considered a saint, you must possess many noble qualities, commit fearless deeds and have at least one miracle to your name. I have many attributes, but I doubt saintliness will ever be one of them. However, even without me, Britain has more than enough saints to help her along.Most of

  • World Cup Billy: Road to Rio

    The nearest I generally get to playing football is the occasional well-aimed fur ball. "The beautiful game," as it is known, courtesy of the great Brazilian striker, Pele, is not normally something on which I expend a great deal of thought or time. However, the coming weeks are ones in which

  • British Billy bites into some hot cross buns

    I always assumed everyone all over the world ate hot cross buns as Easter approached, but I have discovered that it is a quintessentially British tradition. You may well have seen them if you have been doing any food shopping in the local area.Hot cross buns are small festive bread buns and you are

  • British Billy welcomes springtime

    I love the changing seasons in Britain, and I especially love spring. My paw pads start to tingle, and my tail twitches with anticipation. So much is happening! The bees are buzzing around the heather, the rabbits and moles are frantic with activity, and the birds are busy impressing each other as

  • British Billy celebrates St. Patrick's Day

    It would seem to be a generally acknowledged fact that the fine folk of Ireland know how to have a good time. The gaiety of an Irish jig is enough to set even my paws a-tapping, and the feast day of the patron saint of Ireland, St. Patrick, provides anyone of Irish descent with an opportunity to

  • British Billy celebrates St. David's Day, March 1

    I know to be considered a saint, you must possess many noble qualities, commit fearless deeds and have at least one miracle to your name. I have many attributes, but I doubt saintliness will ever be one of them. However, even without me, Britain has more than enough saints to help her along.Most of

  • British Billy tucks into a Sunday roast

    I'm one of those fortunate individuals who doesn't have to worry about my weight. My svelte physique is maintained by my personalised fitness regime which involves a strict routine of sprinting and hunting. As a lifelong carnivore, just the smell of a roast in the oven causes me to purr with