Hello Everyone!
Sorry about the hugely long delay in updates. There has been some things going on that needed urgent attention... be warned this will be a huge post... so get some coffee (or tea (or milk)) depending on what you prefer, let the net run until the page loads, then read and look and most of all, enjoy!
The adventure all started when the rains came. It had been pretty dry and with the onset of the spring rains, all kinds of creatures appeared that would normally stay hidden. I can tell you that I was surprised, but something needed to be done. It was us or it. So with a daring-do that only a Viking can muster - I battled the Kraken...
As you all probably know, battling Kraken is quite tiring work. But that wasn't the next thing on my mind. I needed something to distract me from the horrors. So I hit the drink. Quite hard too. You must be thinking that I am too young for the bottle. But I don't care I tell you. Just give me that one last drop...
There are some of you out there that know of the dangers of hitting the bottle without a decent meal first. I was not the first to discover the effects. Regardless, I can tell you it was something else...
But the excitement didn't stop there. I had some visitors too... A group of lovely ladies all vying for my attention. Being both magnanimous and diplomatic, I tried to distribute my countenance evenly. The time we spent by the river will be cherished for some time. My special and personal messages go to:
Cousin R: your fingers will always know what my lips will never tell.
Cousin K: it may have amused you, but I was concerned that we would be discovered.
and Aunty A: both comfort and warmth, arms good enough to sleep in.
After the trip to town, the hordes of people lining the streets to meet me (or maybe it was something to do with a horse race), and the rendezvous by the river, I needed some sustenance. So it was back home to get some food. This is my favourite flavour!
Knowing that my cot was safe, guarded by the fearsome tiger and a soft toy:
I took a well deserved rest...
I have the slightly raised chin, the tie and the appropriate coloured shirt... private school boy?
No, that was just a ruse... my clever use of the telephone tells you I am, in fact doing an office worker impression...
I guess I should elaborate. Mum put me to bed at the usual time (1pm). I did the unexciting thing by going to sleep. However, when I woke (!) there was someone there I didn't expect and a couple that weren't. AS you could imagine, it was a shock to me. I handled things in the only way one of my stature could... FREAK OUT!
The summer is here... in the space of a few days I have gone from warm fuzzy to nearly naked during sleep times. The problem is that the change from warm to hot to cool again makes for confused parents about just how many layers to put on me.
Dad does this differently, but I like standing so much that doing it another way is just as fun.
I have started to investigate things in a much more hands-on fashion. Anything in reach is liable to be picked up and eaten. This thing just didn't come off! So no taste-test for me...
Marg and I watching telly. I suspect we will both do a lot of this in the future...
As you all probably know, battling Kraken is quite tiring work. But that wasn't the next thing on my mind. I needed something to distract me from the horrors. So I hit the drink. Quite hard too. You must be thinking that I am too young for the bottle. But I don't care I tell you. Just give me that one last drop...
There are some of you out there that know of the dangers of hitting the bottle without a decent meal first. I was not the first to discover the effects. Regardless, I can tell you it was something else...
But the excitement didn't stop there. I had some visitors too... A group of lovely ladies all vying for my attention. Being both magnanimous and diplomatic, I tried to distribute my countenance evenly. The time we spent by the river will be cherished for some time. My special and personal messages go to:
Cousin K: it may have amused you, but I was concerned that we would be discovered.
and Aunty A: both comfort and warmth, arms good enough to sleep in.
After the trip to town, the hordes of people lining the streets to meet me (or maybe it was something to do with a horse race), and the rendezvous by the river, I needed some sustenance. So it was back home to get some food. This is my favourite flavour!
Knowing that my cot was safe, guarded by the fearsome tiger and a soft toy:
I took a well deserved rest...
