Persistant case of the Walkies

Brit is home from nursery with chicken pox - although apart form the spots he isn't remotely ill. We're holed up in the living room watching Star Wars for the first time (since his favourite books at the moment are these). I'm trying to do some work.

Pete is busy planning for the launch of Service Station Coffee on Monday so there's bit of paper, wood working projects and the like strewn around, hence trying to keep Brit in one room. Brit has other ideas.

In the space of 20 minutes he has done the following:

Brought me his shoes
Brought me his reins
Tried to put on his socks himself
Tried to put on his reins himself
Put on his iron man backpack
Tried to put on his hoodie himself (this led to some impromtue peek-a-boo)
Walked up to me and waved 'bye bye' repeatedly
Banged on the living room door (which he is so very close to being able to open of his own accord)
Brought me Pete's cowboy boots
Tried to put on Pete's cowboy boots himself
Kept pulling my arm away from the keyboard to stop me typing.

I think someone wants to go to the park...

The Fish Graveyard

I suppose I should update you on the fish - we've currently got 3 Isambard*, Nietzsche , Vince - they seem fine. The extreme cold did a few in and they probably need some proper TLC. Anyway - Pete and I were trying to recall other fish we'd had over the years so I started scanning the blog for fish related posts and I came across the fish graveyard from an old bit of my website that still floating around the tubes of the internet... So here it is - in memory of of the valiant pets of old. And for the ones that don't have little grave markers (or dates) Darnell Bertrand Pushkin Heisenburg I should possibly make a marker for the tomb of the unknown goldfish because I'm sure we've forgotten one... .. time for some more fish? Any ideas for names?? *We were slightly uncertain for a while if it was Heisenburg or Isambard that had survived

Man, I'm tierd. I know it's only been my usual weekend at Nero but with such a busy week preceeding it and such a busy day Saturday (stupud Lord Mayor's parade - I've more civic pride then most, but parades annoy me in SimCity where they keep centering on them, they annoy me even more when they drive past work wth loudspeakers blearing). In work again tomorrow - Amazingly the one or two days promised by my boss whern she was away has morphed into 2 solid weeks of work. GRRR - Wish I wasn't so weak willed, and I could say something, but lord knows the money will be helpful. I just keep hoping it won't hurt my project, and I have to be better at making myself work. At least I know more or less what I'm doing with my project. Been on my own this weekend as well, Pete's popped back home to proudly show off his Barista of the Year finalist t-shirt (he came 3rd in the region, lots of calls of Eurovision stylee tactical voting and thewrong shaped jugs - Pete...

Recipe for a perfect day

So today pretty much constitutes a perfect day: Woke up, got some work done, Pete made me coffee, Dave my father in law made breakfast, we set off home fairly early on a beautiful sunny day. On the radio we listened to the Humphrey Littleton memorial concert and decided, using the sat nav to visit Cirencester on the way home. As opposed to actually visiting the town and it's many delis we lay in the sunshine on the grass of the amphitheatre, trying to work out what went where since English Heritage had omitted any information boards. We then went to Waitrose, brought some yummy things for a picnic lunch and dinner, had said picnic overlooking very senic view in Birdlip... ...and decided to go to the cinema. We just made it in time for a showing at the junction 10 showcase, where we hadn't seen a film since I was a student in Staffs. Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World is an awesome film, in case you were wondering. Then we made it home, spent a bit of time being domestic, aand also fo...

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