With “er indoors TM” in the attic
room with Darcie WaaWaa TM” last night, all the dogs
went up there too and I had a peaceful night’s sleep. I did wake to find little
Bailey curled up next to me though. Apparently she got onto the bed on her own.
That’s a first; she’s never managed it before.
I woke at the time I was originally supposed to be starting
work. I’d swapped today’s shift for yesterday’s so’s I could have some time
with littlun. I got up and had a quick shave before she got up. As I scraped I
had flashbacks of cub camp when I used to shave silly-early so as to have a
scrape in peace before the horrors arose.
As littlun wreaked havoc I quickly scoffed toast, and as I
tried to stop the dogs scoffing her cereals I had a look at the Internet. It’s
been a while, but I had another dubious friend request on Facebook.
Today Ruby Thersa wants to be my friend. Or so she said. She didn’t say much
else on her Facebook page; presumably letting her chest do the talking.
She should tell it to be quiet.
I sat down with littlun and we spent an entertaining time
lining up all the toy cars then shouting “WATCH OUT” and launching them
at each other (and the telly). In the background Lube-Tube was playing Cocobi
children’s songs. Some weren’t quite what you might expect – have a look at this one. Should a
two-year-old be watching this? I found myself wondering how many small children
had shat themselves at the two minutes and fifty-three seconds point when it
invites everyone to “come on and join the fart song”.
Funny old world, eh?
Once her mother had told us she had returned from the
cinema we took littlun home, and I then started preparations for February’s
Geo-Meet. Geo-HQ have allowed me to stage a community celebration
event. Rather than having the usual sort of event in a pub
somewhere (which gets expensive) we’ve secured the use of the scout hut
and we are going to have an afternoon playing board games. We can take along
whatever drinks and snacks we want, and for the price of the first round in a
pub we can be drinking and scoffing all afternoon.
“er indoors TM” boiled up scran
which we scoffed whilst watching the semi finals of “Lego Masters: Australia”,
and with scran scoffed I cracked out the port and cheese. And crackers. The dogs
like crackers.
I’m worn out…
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