For sale

For sale. 
One child, good condition, all original parts (one or two teeth upgraded) no instructions. 

Starts first time most days, needs a little care and attention to ensure smooth running. 

Can tend to become noisier after extended use. Will need regular servicing to maintain overall clean finish. Fuel consumption average, will run well on chocolate.

Will need increased amount of money spent on upkeep in years ahead. 

Cheeky grin, infectious laugh and quiet(ish) running when on standby.

Have two other possible sales if interested in bulk purchase. 

Serious offers only please. 😉

I want that!

“I love that game!” Shouted Matthew. “Can I have it?” I glanced up at the TV, oh god not that one again. “We’ll see, Mo, we’ll see”.

Which as every parent knows, means no. 

You see Matthew, and Jessica and George, all like the look of  Doggie Doo, a game in which you win by picking up dog shit.

I know the manufacturer might argue that it teaches children to look after their pet in a responsible way, thus ensuring less mess out on the streets, and happy contented puppies, but it’s not going to be at the top of everyone’s ‘must have’ list of games this coming Christmas, is it? 

Mind you, I know I’m looking at this game in a very sensible, grown up way. Children, as we all know, can spend an hour laughing over the word ‘fart’, so what do I know?

I want that!

“I love that game!” Shouted Matthew. “Can I have it?” I glanced up at the TV, oh god not that one again. “We’ll see, Mo, we’ll see”.

Which as every parent knows, means no. 

You see Matthew, and to be fair Jessica and George, all like the look of  Doggie Doo, a game in which you win by picking up dog shit.

I know the manufacturer might argue that it teaches children to look after their pet in a responsible way, thus ensuring less mess out on the streets, and happy contented puppies, but it’s not going to be at the top of everyone’s ‘must have’ list of games this coming Christmas, is it? 

Mind you, I know I’m looking at this game in a very sensible, grown up way. Children, as we all know, can spend an hour laughing over the word ‘fart’, so what do I know?

“Here’s a picture of you Daddy….”

Jessica told me to close my eyes, “you can’t look at my drawing yet dad, it’s a surprise”. I did as instructed, nearly taking my hip out on an errant chair pulled out from the dining table, and shuffled awkwardly from the dining room. A few minutes later Jessica proudly walked into the kitchen and announced “you can open your eyes now!”, having done so already so as not to have burnt the house down whilst cooking dinner, I turned round and dramatically opened my eyes. “Here’s a picture of you daddy!” She proudly exclaimed. I prepared myself to fuss and praise the masterpiece before me….

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“Oh.” I stammered, “that’s……lovely sweetheart. Thank you” she smiled up at me and crushed any lingering doubt I may have that this was a ‘caricature’ of me, “this is the way I see you daddy”, and then “because sometimes, you can be a little grumpy”.

Gee. Thanks Jessica.

Sitting in the sun.

Having spent all morning wrestling with renewing my Tax Credits by phone, never a smart move, trying to balance the family spending in time for the school holidays, too much to pay for and not enough money, and attempting to tidy the house up one more time, nigh on impossible, I happened to glance out of the window.
Yet another gorgeous sunny day was, just like the ones before it, slipping past unappreciated as I spent my day busily cooking, cleaning, washing and ferrying children to and from school.

I thought how nice it would be to just stop and sit in the sun for once, do nothing, not even read a newspaper, just stop. And why shouldn’t I? The children are at school, my wife is at work and Matthew is with Grandma & Grandpa at the seaside.

So don’t tell anyone, but I’m chucking it all up in the air for a couple of hours and enjoying the rare moment of tranquility.

I’m going outside for a while, I may be some time…..

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After The Fire.

You may have read my post a little while ago, about the Holmes family that had to shelter from a raging firestorm in the town of Dunnalley in Australia. It was mesmerising and highlighted the fragile nature of living in this area, with the constant knowledge that a disaster like this may happen at any time.

Now as a follow up this article from The Guardian updates the story, lets those involved tell you their moving stories, and shows how this community is starting to move on. It also illustrates how the atypical ‘Aussie Spirit’ is alive and well, and that those people affected by the tragedy will strive to rebuild their lives and make their town a beautiful place to live once again.