Never seen one of THOSE before....!

Well, today my eldest son began his blog. The world turns, and children grow up so fast, eh? Thought I'd get blogging daily again! Who knows, there may even be a few comments. I'll try to say somethin' controversial & interesting, each day or so.



OK, what did I see today, that I'd never seen before? Well, I've been watching TRUE BLOOD Season 2 since Thursday. It's getting madder every episode....! In Season 1, the serial killer was human, though Vampires were being blamed. THIS time, the killer is neither Vampire NOR Human, but Humans are being blamed, of course. The thing tonight, in particular, was that after ALL the drama with the nutter extremist anti-Vampire Christian Church, and the vampires have sorted out their differences...one of the crazier "christian" cadets turned up....with loads of Silver, and Explosives. He was the world's first CHRISTIAN SUICIDE BOMBER! Pardon me, while I go off & mentally throw up. I hope no Christians use this as an example, to bomb Gays or Muslims. I think the Fellowship of the Sun church is a parody of some American churches who are particularly anti-Muslim, or anti-homosexual. The language especially, is reminicsent of the Red Scare, and its more recent counterpart, the Terrorist Fright (sniggers). Apparently, it got so bad during the rein of mad old Dubya that George only had to say "there's been another terrorist threat to National Security..." and people would believe him. Just to keep them in a constant state of fear. Anyone agree? Disagree?

Quiet Day

A quiet day today...did the laundry & hung out two loads, it was a great day for drying. Then I watched the rest of Death Race 2000. Went into town; bought a push-pop for Zoe, went to see elderly Jean - I had some calendars she wanted to see. Began watching Mistresses.

Wheels Day at School

Yesterday, it was Wheels Day at School. As part of their developmental learning, the class that Zoe & Ben are in were asked to bring their wheels in to school - in some cases, that meant that their parents had to come in later, as, for instance, Margaret's car isn't big enough to take the kids AND their wheels! So, I brought their bikes in for them at 12:40pm. Their were loads of 5- and 6-year-olds whizzing around on various wheeled contraptions...bikes, one trike, scooters, skateboards, and one that was half-and-half! All the kids were wearing their helmets, and Ben was absolutely delighted to be charging 'round on his bike. Zoe enjoyed herself, too!

New Pants!

Welcome, dear reader. Yes, I got new pants - Jockey Active Cool Trunks (with "breathable mesh panels")! And, there was a FREE car sun-shade with them! Kelly the shop assistant showed me the options...these were the most affordable. I suspect most of my readers live in the UK, so the garment cost me about 16 Pounds 81p.

New Boots and Pants

Anyone remember Ian Drury & the Blockheads? Back in '78 (or thereabouts), they brought out an album called New Boots and Panties. Well, today I got new tyres on my car; which, for a petrolhead, is the same thing as boots. I don't wear panties, but tomorrow I'm getting new pants...

The tyres are low-profile, and they come with the wheels, which are 3 inches wider than the previous wheels. The problem with the previous tyres, was that they were too soft & spongy!! It was like driving a rowing boat! The car wallowed down the street, like a mobile whale! And driving around slow left-handers was like leaning sideways into the wind...

My new friend Arno fitted the wheels, which are exactly the same as those on his Mazda RX8.
I think Arno just might be a neat new friend!

Labour Weekend

A quiet weekend at home, as the nation celebrates Labour Weekend, with a lot of people going on road trips - and already, 3 dead on our highways. Too many people don't drive in such a manner, to get there in one piece...

The other day, I got a new jigsaw in the mail - a 100-piece set, from the Dr Who spin-off, The Sarah Jane Adventures. It's ideal to do with my twins, Zoe & Ben. I made it with Ben first, he's delightful - he loves jigsaws, and he's so methodical! Reminds me of his auntie, who passed away last year. With him, it's two things - doing the jigsaw, and spending time with his Dad. Zoe, on the other hand - she's never been that good at jigsaws, though she still likes them. With her, it's mostly about being with me.

Farewell, Lindsay Henke

Last time I tried to blog, it wouldn't let me in...I've found me password, and I'm BACK! Woo-hoo!

My final essay for the year was posted online last Monday; with a great deal of stress, anxiety, prayer from my minister, and worry, it was finally done! So I'm a bit more relaxed now. Well, a lot, actually. No exam this year; just LOADS of essays...for some unknown reason, I get MUCH more stressed about essays than exams! Go fig!

Two days ago, M. opened up the morning paper, and told me - "Oh no! Lindsay's died!" Now, Lindsay was our (male) next door neighbour, who would tease me with good-natured quips over the years, that I came to appreciate. On my side on the fence, I would pull his leg, saying things like: "...you should wear one of those pinstripe suits, with two-tone shoes, the number of cars you sell!" Lindsay would sell at least 3 or 4 cars a year, some years. I admit, there were times that I didn't appreciate his leg-pulling; but I came to appreciate his sense of humour. He & his family have looked after our cats for years, when we are away. Also, he gave us a 29" TV a couple of years back. I remember part of the conversation...Lindsay said, in his croaky cancer-affected voice, "D'you want a TV, Neville? My daughter doesn't want it anymore. She doesn't have the remote."

N: "What about these two roosters?...your sons?"

L: "Don't be stupid! This one has a 29" in his bedroom, and THAT one already has a 42" telly in his room!"

N: "What brand is it?"

L: "Philips."

N: "Hmmmm..." (thinks: we have a Philips remote in the kids toybox, doin' nothing...)
"I'll take it! ...could these carry it over for me? My back, you understand..."

L: "Righto, Neville!"

I gave Lindsay two dozen DB Export beer for the telly, which was good value in anyone's books.

RIP, Lindsay Henke. You'll be missed.