Eno was the cat I grew up with. She got so named because my Mum had wanted to call her Jessie James – Mum was having a cowboy phase. My brother said why not call her after my favorite musician Brian Eno. And the name stuck.
Apparently there was also an Eno’s fruit sauce as my great aunt kept mentioning it when we talked about the cat. I think she might have meant this!
And here is Eno (drumroll, please):