Hands up, who remembers Snorgle? She's all of fifteen months old now, and as of a week ago she has a baby brother. I've named him Sproglet. Sprog for short. He doesn't have a bib yet, but maybe he can share his sister's, because allegedly he snorgles more than she ever did. I feel it's […]
Yes, this is quite possibly the most boring photo ever taken. It does, however, have the signal honour of being the first photo I took with the new digital camera. Whee! Also, it's the prize from my Christmas cracker. The little pieces and board are in fact magnetic, and the board is small enough to […]
Digital photography. I think it's beginning to grow on me. I've never been big on taking photos. (We're talking about someone who spent six months in Europe and didn't actually change the 24-exposure film in her camera, after all.) Partly it's the film mentality of composing shots carefully so as not to waste film; partly […]
Dropped in on Spawn and Brutus on the way to the airport, where Spawn takes her art seriously: and Brutus has discovered it takes work to sit: Quickly scoped out the local: Which was fortunate, as the fortitude I found via the local allowed me to endure the small eternity I spent at that other […]
Again with the shopping today, this time for headphones. Unlike my normal wont, today, I did not shop alone: Spawn came with me. The first sales attendant gave me a strange look when I told him I was looking for noise cancelling headphones, and eyed the seven (identical) pairs of earbuds I was currently holding. […]
Children. They are, in point of fact, germ manufacturing and distribution facilities. Spawn and Brutus were up on the weekend and, lo and behold, I am lurgified. This circumstance would be more acceptable if it had occurred on a working day, instead of my days off. On the other hand, my germ-addled mind did produce […]
We may or may not be entering a realm of radio silence: some, if not all, of the edit letter has arrived, and the first slab of the copyedited manuscript is en route, and now the work begins. Again. All of a sudden I'm glad I gave in to that urge to not re-read the […]
Spawn turned 2 recently, so for the family party we took her back to the animal farm where she first discovered turkeys. This time, she got to bottle-feed week-old lambs: Brutus meanwhile discovered the overpowering joys of cupcakes: Who needs hands, eh? Meanwhile, on a whim, the other day I decided to test how many […]
I was going to rip through yet more of the book today but, after the joys of the baby mines this morning, and my brother's farewell this afternoon, I hereby declare today a day off. Sometimes, you gotta take a break. So instead I stalked the internet for an ipod-compatible version of the discovery channel […]
Spawn sat through the entire episode of Doctor Who last night (well, she did once she'd finally settled the beanbag to her satisfaction, a twenty-minute process which involved a great deal of manoeuvring and at one point landed her with her back to the television and a puzzled expression on her face) and, when the […]