I am afraid to tell you, kitties, that my brother Charlie has been spinning you a yarn. He was not the first to take advantage of the sunny bench on the deck. I was.
Picture the scene... There I was, minding my own business. Partaking in a bath when who should rock up.
Charlie. There he is, mooching about the deck, looking to spoil someone's time.
There you have it! Photographic proof that I was one the bench first. Notice if you will, Charlie's fat konk in the bottom right of the picture, before he jumped up on the bench and ruined my day.