Been off to that there Cornwall once again. The weather was mostly good, although it was a bit wet on Wednesday and Thursday. Auntie Chris flowed me a few quid to get something while I was away so I secured a rather fancy Quicksilver T-Shirt which i'm sure i'll be flaunting in front of you all soon. Rest assured it's a strong look.
It was business as usual, wetsuit on and flicking sand even though I didn't eat quite as of the sand as I did last time.
Now then, i'm not so sure about this one but I ended up sleeping in the wardrobe for a week:
It wasn't all bad though because as soon as I woke up I could wake mum and dad up to get the brekkie sorted out sharpish. This left Chrissy the other bedroom to himself and Andy out in the lounge with 24 hour teletext. Everyones a chicken dinner!
While we're on the subject of dubious parenting, here I am taking a bath in the sink:
Surely thats against current EU legislation or something?
Dad and I got photographed on Fistral beach by some bloke from the council for their website! Must have been my good looks and not dad's 'lean surfer physique' (ahem) that caught his eye....
Here's a few random shots, me on the beach on my own!
Here I am on the moon with Neil and Buzz and some random alien bloke.
I think Mum, Chris and Andy set a new world record for Sudoku while we were away, dad didn't succumb though.....scared of lookng dimwit when he couldn't do it I reckon!
So thats that for another season, it seems to have gone in a flash this year, roll on next time!
Other news? They took me to Newbury show on Sunday to see the animals. Just a small tip, don't show me any creature other than Horses, Cats or maybe the occasional dog as everything else is rubbish and makes me cry (eg Sheep, Goats, Hens, Pigs). Here's my kind of livestock:
The sign says 'rare breed pigs', they were so rare there wasn't actually any of them, which suited me just fine thank you very much.
Sunday night Aunty Chris looked after me while the parents went to see a Reel Big Fish in Reading or something like that.
Monday came and it was back to nursery, but on Tuesday morning I went to work with dad for an hour before he took me to nursery as mum was off to Birmingham or something or other. It was pretty cool and I got on well with all the blokes in his office and got to play with dad's computer and dribble on his keyboard.
On a more creative note, i'm pursuing a new career in jelly DJ-ing:
Here I am mixing some 'flavours' the other night!
Dad just didn't underand my art and was hell bent on wet wiping me within an inch of my life and getting the dishes out of my reach. I can only imagine Jimi Hendrix had to struggle with similar adversity to fulfill his artistic drive in his formative years.....
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