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.
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 You can even listen to some of my old mixes, or read some out-of-date games news that I’ve been contributing.
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.
First of all, I know my English grammar is far from perfect. I’m still having problems with the comma, though the rules are reasonably easy. However, I literally cringe (with a certain smugness) at simple mistakes, especially when it comes from sources that should know better e.g. the media.
In England recently we saw the following headlines for the local paper:
Of course, any right-minded member of the public understands that the jury were told about a murdered farmer, but without a comma after murdered it seems like a murdered jury were told of the farmer. I suppose it would help if the verb and the adjective were not the same word. Perhaps those people who decide on such matters should strike the adjective form and replace it with something less confusing for journalists.
We’ve been in England this past week and noticed lots of new things happening.
The most noticeable has been a cat-like wail which Freya has developed. The other most impressive has been the development of Freya’s laugh. It has gone past the initial one-time chuckle into a very cute two or three-stage exhalation.