Well, sugar crazy-kid-day is done. Been a bit slack with the blog, working too much of late, no excuse. I made a post-box yesterday with Oscar the Grouch on it, rather confusingly, he is saying, ‘No Junk’. I really need to think things through before doing them. For instance, you may not know this but I have another blog (if you can call it that) running with my ISP website: ~treg thats a Blogger one, which incidentally I love. Blogger that is not my blog(s), which is crap.
Emmy (age 3) and I spent a happy hour or so down the beach this arvo, we built an entire sand-planet. We started with Baron Bomburst’s castle with a few canals and watchtowers, then we made a lake with a small village on the otherside which had a bustling cafe where we enjoyed chips and ice-cream. We then built Waldo’s house with a jetty to tie up the swordfish and went out boating. During a particulary vicious storm invloving a chubby three year old splashing around like a mad porpoise the Swordfish sank, but was rescued by Jemima and Truly Scrumptious. We then had to build another village, no, more of a parish. The windmill and old barn with the bumpy road down to Mr Coggins’ garage. This was near to a cliff with a cave at the top which Waldo often slept in. Jemima (Em) collected lots of periwinkles and Caractacus (me) held them in his hand whilst they squirmed around. This went on for a while then we went back to Waldo’s place for tea. Truly Scumptious drank neat whisky and ate pork scratchings. Whilst the kids had tea and chips with lots of sauce. My brain feels a bit sore now.