I’ve never been a fan of that riddle about how many were going to St Ives.
I know the answer is meant to be one – “I” – with the idea that everyone else mentioned – the man, his wives, the cats, etc – is coming the other way. But isn’t it quite likely that if you were walking along the road quite briskly as is possible if you’re in a solitary state – that you could easily overtake such a crowd? Particularly this chap who is for some reason over endowed with life partners, as well as encumbered with an embarrassing superfluity of felines and their offspring? I don’t want to spoil the fun, I’m just being logical here. And that’s not going into the question of bigamy, or what dastardly plans they have for their sacks-full of kitty cats. Would you put your pets all together in a sack if you were a caring owner? Where is the SPCA when you need them? Appalling.