Diving

We went to Babyswim today, and Freya had her first experience at diving. Well, I say diving ; it was more like dunking.

Still, she enjoyed it lots (at least after the first dunking), and came away as tired as she usually does.

England Visit

Spent the first part of last week with mum and dad, before heading off to London to visit Leigh and Carrie.

Wasn’t sure how they would handle Freya, since they aren’t the most emotional couple I know. That doesn’t mean I didn’t expect them to be happy, just how they would show it. Mum was more reserved, though her arm and general body-frame didn’t allow her to hold Freya too much (she did call her “china doll” more than a few times.) Dad surprised me most, spending a lot of time with Freya, carrying her around the house, talking to her.

Also took the opportunity of picking up the games that I’d got from e-bay.

Hands Up

I noticed something funny yesterday, when Freya was lying in bed in her star-like pose.

When her arms are stretched right up above her head her hands are level with the top of her head. If I do this experiment, the top of my head is level with my elbows.

I guess I already knew that babies were of wierd proportions, but this is outrageous. Or perhaps not. I need to spend less time in bed.

Webanimal

Leigh has his own site. You can even listen to some of my old mixes, or read some out-of-date games news that I’ve been contributing.

Visiting London

Went to stay with Leigh and Carrie last week, after staying with mum and dad for the first part of the week. Spent most of the time drinking, though not Jo, since she’s breastfeeding, and playing games.

Leigh really does buy some interesting (for interesting read cheap and normally sub-standard) games. That said, by luck or judgement, he has got Pro-Evolution Soccer 2, which is quite good, Bomberman, which rocks as a multi-player game, and some generic dance-mat “game”. Oh, GTA 3 is pretty cool, too.

The weekend was only marred by our hire-car being towed away. Only £190 to get it back : a bargain!

Also, I reckon not drinking the final evening would have been wiser. Pissed myself off a bit by driving with a hangover, or maybe still a bit drunk. I am a moron : Jo and Freya deserved better. I don’t know if the TVR (tequila/vodka/red bull) was my saviour or not. It is a totally different experience being wired on red bull than being drunk or hungovered.

Still, caught up with Ralph and Louise (who is pregnant), Chip, Andy and Tim.

Mental Note : Parking over someones driveway in London, even if it couldn’t fit a Fiat Uno (and it is full of cement-mixers and other builder’s stuuf) is NEVER safe. In this case, £190 unsafe.