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The Cat – Jimmy Smith arranged by Lalo Schifrin
The next day, Sunday, I pitched up at Madge’s front door just as the clock on our local church chimed four. For politeness sake, I was wearing a pale grey summer suit, grey cotton tab collar shirt, and a bright red tie. I was carrying a bunch of flowers from an Esso garage, and from Mehmet’s shop a box of chocolates, and a bottle of something cold, wet, and white.
She answered promptly, only saying, ‘First a young man walks me home, then brings me flowers. I’m flattered’.
She led me down a long wood-panelled hall that felt cool after the afternoon sun. A single flight of wide stairs led up, and through the banisters a furry feline face peered down at us. The cat had a coat of many colours, black, white, and gold that shimmered in the h
