He's a Redpoint Siamese who lives in Brixton and he was utterly fucking awesome. Insanely hyperactive and ludicrously friend. He found out I had something in my pocket that was in a plastic wrapper and started trying to reach into my pocket to get it. Then when I moved him to the other side of me he came back over to have another go. Then I put a cushion over the pocket so he attempted to pull the cushion off me and when that failed he attempted to get to my pocket through the otherside of my leg. Then when I dangled the plastic wrapper over him later he literally leapt up onto his hindlegs to reach it and actually walked round on his hindlegs for a bit. Then started stretching for the wrapper in my hand, over-balanced himself and fell off the sofa.
He is almost certainly the greatest cat I've ever met in my life! I don't have photos (I've got a couple of on my phone but not with me now) but here's a painting someone did of a Redpoint Siamese to accompany this story: