Random

A little bit of randomness to start your weekend. Tess: (in her most tragic voice) Mo-oooom?  Philip’s friend is Gravity but I don’t like it because I’m going down a hill it makes me go faster and I don’t like that. (Cue her flinging herself...

Lost

And we shall call call him Gappey. Or maybe Lispy. He is struggling to get used to the feel of it being gone and keeps saying “Seven Sacraments” (Why? Don’t ask me. . . ) “To work on my etheth! They thure are tricky without your front...

Conspiracy Theory

I have a feeling I’ve used this post title before.  It’s not right, is it, that I have the sneaking suspicion that people are out to get me? No. The answer is no. Every time I do laundry something odd happens.  When I get things folded I find that Philip...

Getting it Right

I am slightly (only slightly, mind you) embarrassed to admit I am a fan of Queen. I think it began when I saw Wayne’s World at 13.  You know how teenagers all, so impressionable and such.  Anyway, it took one listen to Bohemian Rhapsody with the falsetto and...

Now We Are Six

When I was one, I had just begun. When I was two, I was nearly new. When I was three, I was hardly me. When I was four, I was not much more. When I was five, I was just alive. But now I am six, I’m as clever as clever. So I think I’ll be six now and...