The Theatre!

All action again this week!
Dad picked me up from Nursery on Thursday and we met up with mum and went to the library. Books, books and more books! It could only be better if it was an all you can eat cake shop. We ploughed through thousands before I made my choices and we were left. My favourite pick was Noddy saves Christmas.
Instead of going straight home we went round the corner to a brand new park! I never knew it was even there! It’s a great park, especially for us slightly smaller ones. There’s a slide/climbing frame, some swings, a three prong seesaw, a spinning pole thing and a funny wobbly bench. Dad was muttering that parks weren’t like this in his day….don’t know what he’s on about but I know I like this one. Just after we got stuck in my friend Alistair from nursery turned up with his friend Sophie. They also had a couple of babies with them, one of them was eating dirt and the other one had no hair which I found very disturbing. It was a really nice surprise and we had a great time. It was much better going on the three pronged seesaw with Alistair and Sophie than it was with dad on his own, he just made it sink to one side.
As if all that wasn’t enough for one day, we picked mum up from work and went to Pizza Hut with Nanny. I love Pizza Hut and Nanny.
Aunty Chris and uncle Ian came round Friday afternoon to see me, but I got all shy and clingy. It was time to go and get mum as well so they didn’t stay long and I wouldn’t let dad go on his own. I don’t know what came over me really, I think I’m allowed to be a little bit difficult from time to time. As I keep telling mum and dad, ‘I am little’.
For once we didn’t have anything planned for Saturday and we were able to have a bit of a lie in. We were all in bed having a lovely wrestle under the covers until I accidently bit mum on the nose….oh dear. It bled a bit and looked really sore. Sorry mum, didn’t mean it!
Another milestone, I no longer sleep in a cot!

Dad changed it into a bed, as soon as it was ready I hopped in with a book, just like mum!
In the afternoon Owen, Andy, Chris, Katie, Nick, Carol and Abi came around to watch some football or another. Great, I get to make fuss of Abi. Dad fired up the barbecue even though the weather was horrible and my bacon butty flew away in the wind!
Sunday was an early start. They had been going on about seeing the Fimbles for some time and I just humoured them as I didn’t know what on earth they were going on about…..

We went to a place called the Hexagon in Reading. There were loads of other little ones around and it all seemed very exciting but I still didn’t really know why.

We went into a big room with lots of seats and sat down:

Then the lights went down and a lady came out on the stage singing and dancing, she scared the life out of me and I soon leapt from my booster seat on my own seat onto mums lap. After this rather abrupt start I soon warmed to the whole thing and by the time Roly Mo and Rockit appeared I was loving it. Then the Fimbles themselves appeared, they were really big (even bigger than Dad) and they sang and danced and played games. I even joined in with the dancing myself at the end, in the aisle between the seats. So now I’ve been to the theatre too!
Monday afternoon dad and I had ‘Noisy mower’ races in the garden. I beat him easily as his mower needed emptying of grass quite often, whereas mine didn’t. My mower talks as well, Dad’s just makes a load of noise. He even let me help him cook the dinner...Lasagne! I got to pour all the sloppy ingredients into the pan and stir it up with a big wooden spoon. I think he thought i'd eat it if I helped to make it but that was never going to work, it was still pasta after all!
I was full of beans this morning, mum asked me if I had ants in my pants while she was trying to get me dressed but I told her I had snakes in my pants! She though that was really funny.
We went to the local park again this afternoon, and although Alastair wasn’t there this time I had another lad to play with. I think I was a little older than him so I got to show him the ropes a bit which I liked. We even got a wave from the digger driver man from the building site, a real life Bob the Builder!
Mum says my talking is coming on really nicely at the moment, so I made the most of it after tea by asking ‘Can I have another piece of cake please’ and pulling my best begging face…it worked a treat and I got another (albeit very slender) piece of coffee cake!
Tonight was also parent’s evening at Nursery. Mum and Dad had to go and see Josie, my latest in a long line of favourite nursery ladies. She told them I was a joy to have around and that I’d settled in really nicely to my new room. I think they liked that.
Just to keep you up to date on the bed situation, I’ve slept well every night and haven’t fallen out yet. Although mum did have to swing my legs back onto the mattress after she found me slowly sliding on to the floor late at night.
Okay, that’s about it for this week, there’ll be no update next week as we’re off on our holidays (well it’s been a while). By all accounts we’re going on an aeroplane and everything, so that should be good!

Guess where.....

Hello once again everyone.
Well last Friday was ‘bring your bike to nursery day’ Mum and Dad had some debate as to whether I would be better off taking my bike which I have a little difficulty pedalling or my scooter which I’ve got the hang of quite nicely. At least they think I have trouble pedalling, but what’s the point if someone is going to push you anyway?
They settled on the bike in the end, good choice! Obviously Dad wanted to make sure I had the hang of it before the big day, so Thursday afternoon was devoted to bike training!

Here I am mastering the ‘Aero-tuck’

And here I am freewheeling down the hill (like Dad does on his). I even managed to learn how to use the brakes, but they seemed to spoil the fun. I had dad pushing me up to the top of the road and then running back down the gentle slope alongside me. To be honest my attention span wasn’t the best and something else would catch my eye quite easily sending me off course. Still, Dad put me right most times and I only fell off once.
The big day came and Mum dropped me off at nursery at the top of the sloping path into the garden…I was off like a rocket with her chasing after me, she had no idea I’d had such extensive training the previous afternoon! I got a sticker and my first ever certificate for taking part…cool!
You would have thought all that excitement was enough for one small lad on a Friday but no, there was more….
Cornwall….AGAIN! What a result. Alan and Andy came round for tea and then we were off. I made sure I had a nice poo just before we left Newbury so Mum and Alan could have the benefit of it’s beautiful delicate aroma all the way there while I went to sleep! By the time they had decided I had actually committed the act (no doubt with endless accusations it was in fact Alan that was responsible for the smell) we were pretty much there. Top marks to me I think. Dad and Andy escaped by travelling in Andy’s car, you’ll keep lads!

I got straight back into it, wetsuit on (and the ridiculous hat) and down the beach! Dad and Andy tried to curry my favour by landing the biggest fish in the net from the rockpools, but quite honestly, none of the specimens they managed to dredge up looked particularly impressive. Neither did Mum’s endless netting of tiny shrimps either. Someone else’s Dad had managed to catch a crab which was pretty cool, you could see Dad was a little put out as he frantically plunged the depths looking for the big one that never materialised.

Here I am trying to bypass the queue at the pasty shop by shouting my order through the letter box, it didn’t work and I had to wait like everyone else.
Over the course of the weekend we dug in the sand, we ate Ice cream, we went to the pub,had a barbecue, we lazed about, and Alan’s face turned the colour of a baboons backside. Business as usual then. All too soon it was time to come home, thanks to Andy and Alan for a great weekend. Mum and Dad were okay too….
Mum was expecting the worst after my late night last night (coming home from Cornwall), but I got up and went to nursery bright as a button. I must have recharged my batteries nicely on my short break.
In the afternoon we went round to see Nanny.

I kicked her out of her chair, got cuddled up to a nice big teddy bear, got Cbeebies on the telly and had a chocolate biscuit…Sorted!
Just a general point, I’ve had to take the drastic action of banning Mum and Dad from singing and dancing in the house. It’s appalling. They seem most prone to this sort of nonsense after dinner and I have to shout a firm ‘No Mummy, No Daddy’ to stamp it out. I do the entertaining round here and they need to understand that. Same rules apply in the car too. Dad is not to thrash his head about when he’s driving, even if he has caught me doing it in the rear view mirror first….

The Great Outdoors

Look at this, I fell asleep on the back of dad’s bike last week:

I wonder how he managed to get home without me shouting ‘Green man’ when the traffic lights change?
Nanny came round on Wednesday afternoon. Dad had bought an inflatable goal set from Tesco so we had a kick around in the front room before tea:

Now things all start getting a bit weird. We went camping in Croyde on Saturday! I know, I know what on earth was I doing going camping? I think it was all Andy’s fault.
When we got there Andy and Kin had already set up our tent (thanks chaps) and Chris and Owen were also there, I was glad to see them all. They had even got us a lovely sea view.
Just after we arrived with Ben and Rach in tow, they all cleared off to play golf, how rude!

Here I am pumping up our bed for the night. And here’s mum and I testing it out:

We had lunch on the beach before going off for a trip round the shops and then headed back to the camp. Mum and dad wanted a rest, but I wanted a wrestle…in the tent! I had a chaotic hour or so while I tried to get them involved, but all they wanted to do was read or sleep the kill joys! I did finally have a quiet five minutes and took in the view of the beach from our tent:

Mum and I went rabbit hunting but came back empty handed as did subsequent attempts when I enlisted the help of Andy, Owen and Kin. Seeing as the pot was empty it was a group outing to the pub for a meal! I wasn’t that hungry as i’d got dad making me sandwiches all afternoon. Still they had a great playground in the garden.
We bid a fond farewell to Ben and Rach who decided the lure of a comfy bed was stronger than the great outdoors and the rest of us headed back. I got into my jim jams, slithered into my sleeping bag and got under the duvet for a well earned sleep…..and I went straight to sleep as well (after having a little play with the torch)!
I’m not entirely sure what the others got up to once I’d gone to bed, although I did hear reports that Andy had quite a sway on walking back from the toilets and Owen befriended his long lost son Hagrid…..
We had a bit of a lie in the next day by camping standards and I woke up between Mum and Dad (who seemed to have taken up most of the air bed). After a bit of lazing around we headed off for breakfast, followed by a walk on the beach with a bit of digging thrown in. Then it was time to pack up and leave. My first camping experience done and dusted!
Dad and I went to Basingstoke yesterday while the man at the garage fiddled with the car. It was ace shopping, no boring girls stuff, just toys, toys, books, bikes and cd’s with a side order of more toys. Oh, and cake…. I knew he’d buy me something during the course of the afternoon but I think he was a bit surprised when the thing that caught my eye most was a 74 pence matchbox cement mixer! He got away lightly there but I’ll make up for it next time!

Happy Birthday Fen!

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Well being in Bumblebees has sure taken it out of me. Dad’s had an easy ride in the afternoons as I’ve been so tired from nursery all I’ve wanted to do in the afternoons is get some shut eye.
Andy came round Friday night so I made him read my ‘Scared of a bear’ book from the library. It’s my new favourite, mum picked some real good ones for me.
Saturday was a pretty busy affair. We had a bit of a lie in before going to the Coral Reef for swimming. I had great fun (once the rain cloud had stopped doing it’s thing) but was quite happy to stick to the shallow water and normal slides. After that it was a whirlwind of shopping. I think we went to Marks and Spencer (got my own Thomas the tank engine wheeled bag for holidays), the bike shop (where dad test rode a big fancy bike as the big oaf has broken his own) and then Toys R Us! I love it there. I got to ride loads of scooters, trikes and cars as well as playing in the fun houses and on the slides. In the midst of all this mum and dad were actually trying to buy a birthday present for Fen. I wasn’t much help, I thought he’d like everything!
In the evening we went round to see Rach and Ben who were back from their honeymoon. I had a great time on their bean bags and made Rach read me the bear book a few times.
Sunday morning and Mum wrapped Fens present ready to give it to him in the afternoon, so I promptly tried to open it….I don’t get it, aren’t all presents for me?
We went and got Grandma round for lunch so that was fun. I refused Dad’s home made rice pudding in favour of some strawberries much to her surprise.
After we had taken her home we went to pick up Andy before we went over to see Fen. He finally got his present fully wrapped (sorry the paper was a bit tatty on the corner) and mum was relieved I hadn’t tried to claim it again. Andy had got him this:



A massive lion ball pool! It took them ages to blow it up and they all looked a bit faint once it was done but we showed no mercy and started letting rip with the flying balls!

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Bouncy!

Must be Tuesday again then? Here goes….. Friday was my last day in the ‘Caterpillars’ room at nursery. I took a box of chocolates and a card in for Tim and Marie who’ve looked after me for the last year or so. Dad was surprised the chocs actually made it to nursery with mum and me taking them in. In the afternoon we went to the park with Emma and Max. Emma’s baby bump is looking really impressive! We played on the park and then had ice lollies: I didn’t even get too messy with it. Later On Ben and Rach came around, they had just got married by all accounts! So congratulations to them but never mind all that they bought us some wedding CAKE! Andy and Owen must have smelt it as they were round soon after. Saturday mum went to work, so it was the regular lazy morning before meeting her for lunch. I demanded a trip to the pasty shop, it’s my favourite. We sat by the canal and ate it before mum went back to work. Dad and I then went to look at some model railways. I’d never seen one before and thought they looked brilliant diving in and out of tunnels and over bridges. Dad had to tear me away in the end but I didn’t want to go quietly so I left kicking and screaming. It paid off though as he took me straight round to see Nanny: We went for a walk over the common. We saw loads of cows, they were walking all over the road and causing a bit of a traffic jam. Dad took us a bit closer to them but Nanny and I were keen to keep our distance from the beasts, they’re pretty big you know! Sunday we had a pretty lazy day. We played in the garden, the highlight was when dad got the tent out. As part of my ongoing potty training I was ‘without clothing’ and decided I should get in the tent and have a small sprinkle on the groundsheet….dad was not a happy bunny. Ha ha! Monday I had my first day in the ‘Bumblebees’ room which went okay before Mum came to pick me up (she had the day off). We went to Milletts farm in the afternoon. They had a Maize maze but once we had paid to go in I decided I was more interested in the free animals over the road. I won out in the end and we went to see the animals instead, even the lure of bouncy castles and trampolines wasn’t enough to tempt me. I got my fill of goats, pigs, sheep, cows and horses and then gave in and let them go back to the maze. Due to my excellent navigational skills we were soon at the exit where we got an ice-pop as a reward for our endeavour: I dropped mine in the dirt after a few bites. I cried, Dad said tough luck but Mum asked the man for another one! After that we went for a ride on the tractor around the bumpy field, had a good old bounce on the bouncy castle and an even better bounce on the trampoline:

Seaside again!

Well looks like summers over already then, must be Autumn already? I’ve had to wear my coat to nursery the last couple of days.
Before the hot weather disappeared we went to the pool again last Wednesday. I had a really good time again and made friends with a nice young girl, we splashed about together for ages after i'd played hard to get for while. We were even allowed an ice lolly from the shop, even though most of it melted and has left a rather unpleasant looking chocolate coloured stain on my towel…..
In the evening Grandad and Anne came round for a barbecue:

They were great fun as usual, they even bought a lovely chocolate cake with them.
Friday mum and dad went out for a meal on their own, the cheek of it!!! Never mind, Chris and Nanny came round to babysit. I made sure I turned the waterworks on to make them think I was upset they were going out, but no sooner than the door shut I stopped. We had a good old time and then Laura came round with fish and chips. I may have helped Nanny with a few…..
We didn’t do much on Saturday. Just a quick visit to town and a trip to the park. There was some sort of music event on in the park with some DJ’s playing records in the bandstand, I think the people at the bowls club must have loved it. I certainly did and kept breaking into impromptu dance moves while I was playing on the climbing frame.
Sunday I was very rudely awoken at 6 am only to be bundled into the car with Andy and Owen. We were going to the beach! After initial confusion (I thought we were going back to the caravan in Cornwall) we were on the right track. I sat in the back of Andy’s car between Mum and Owen. From my vantage point I had clear views of everything around me so I gave a full running commentary on every tree and car we passed all the way to North Devon. I’m sure I made the time pass quickly for them.

Here I am doing my best surf catalogue pose!

And here I am trying to get those rubber clad fools out of the way in case any of the girls on the beach couldn’t see me. We had a great day, although I wasn’t so keen to join them for a surf in the sea, it was much colder than the little pools in the sand so I stuck to those instead. They had to make do without my commentary on the way home as I slept nearly all the way.
When we got back to Newbury we went straight to see Abi Hardy! I’d been excited about it all day long.

Here I am giving her a kiss. When we got there she was asleep, the grown ups seemed quite happy about this but I wanted her to wake up and play with me! Never mind, there'll be plenty of time for that later on.
Monday afternoon, Dad and I were lazy little monkeys and slept almost all afternoon to make up for our exertions on the beach on Sunday. I hope mum doesn’t find out….
Today, Dad took me for a walk in the woods (another tip off for a bike riding location, he’s so predictable) but I didn’t like it one little bit! I wouldn’t walk and made the big oaf carry me around, constantly asking to go back to the car and go home. That’ll teach him to use me on his little expeditions. Do it Saturday morning while I’m having a lie in next time!

Racing!

Hello once again everyone, hot enough for you?
We’ve been making the most of it that’s for sure. Last Wednesday we picked mum up from work and went straight down to the outdoor pool, it was brilliant. I’d only ever been here once last year and I cried my eyes out and we went home after about 3 minutes…..this time they struggled to get me out! We did loads of splashing and I raced dad up and down the pool, I kept beating him! I hope we can go again soon.
Thursday afternoon dad got me to work in the garden. He got out something he called a gazebo (looked like a tent to me) and I helped him to put it up all the while singing the Bob the builder theme tune. He wouldn’t let me have a go with the mallet, so I tried to bang a few pegs into the ground with a plastic golf club, I think he was impressed by my ingenuity. Once that was done, we got the big paddling pool out and filled it with water…it took ages! Finally I got to go in and have a good old splash about with Mum and Dad before dinner.
On Friday Dad didn’t take the usual route home and we ended up at the racecourse. We watched the horses being unloaded from their lorries and being led into the course before going up to near the starting gate to watch the start of the first race. As the horses thundered past I shouted ‘HOOF’ at them a few times. I thought it was really good but now I’ve become a bit obsessed with racing. On the way back I got Dad to race a train pulling out of the station and although we out accelerated it for a bit, it soon overtook us. He’s too slow, I need a faster pedaller!
Mum went to work Saturday, so Dad was fearing the worst….he needn’t have. We had a nice slow start in the morning and went to meet mum for lunch. In the afternoon I came home and went to sleep on the sofa…all afternoon! I even missed the thunder and lightning. That evening we went to the pub to meet up with all the holiday gang and Nick, Carol and the bump and had a pretty late night.
Sunday we went to feed the ducks in Hungerford (I ate most of the bread), we had a picnic on the common (I only wanted crisps and cake but wasn’t allowed any) and then we went fruit picking again!


This time we picked Raspberries! They were better than strawberries in so much as I didn’t have to bend down quite so far to pick them up. I was stripping the bushes bare and mum and dad were having a fit in case they had to pay in instalments for my mighty harvest….they only cost £1.03 (after Mum had chucked the iffy ones i’d put in the basket). Still, I probably ate a fivers worth before we even got to the shop to pay….ha!
Dad was pretty brave on Monday and got the painting stuff out single handed (albeit in the garden). He even made me some potato prints which were pretty good to be fair. What he doesn’t understand though is that I’m in my green phase at the moment…dark pond slime green (well that’s what colour it goes when I mix ALL the colours together anyway), He just doesn’t get true art.
In keeping with my racing interest at the moment, I tried to egg dad on to race lorries up the dual carriageway on the way to the supermarket this afternoon. He overtook one, but wouldn’t got for the next one so I cried! He said something about getting told off by the Police if he wasn’t careful.
We got in the pool again tonight:

We played ring-a-ring-a-roses, but no one wanted to do the falling down bit except me. Pretty soon I’d ditched the singing and the dancing in favour of just the falling down….I thought I was hilarious!
We got a letter from nursery today, saying I can go up a room in two weeks time, I can't wait to get back with the old gang again!
Now then, there’s some new arrivals we need to talk about!
First of all we have another Nedster! The eagle eyed, computer literate among you will have noticed his comment on last weeks entry, but for the rest of you, here’s a link to another Ned on the other side of the sea, how cool is that:
http://thenedster.blogspot.com/

And also, a very special welcome to Abi Hardy, who still isn’t even a day old yet! How brilliant is that? I can’t wait to show her a few tricks to keep Nick and Carol on their toes. Mum’s been telling me all about it, hopefully I’ll get to give her a cuddle soon (I’m into cuddling at the moment).

Cornwall!

Back again, did you miss me?
This is how they packed me:

So we’ve been to Cornwall again, there were fifteen of us this year so there wasn’t many quiet moments.
We dug sandcastles at Watergate:

We had a rather one sided tug of war match with Sarah and John:

We had lovely weather on the beach:

Sat in the first class carriage on the steam train with Fen and Yanna:

…..and got grated cheese all over the seat eating a picnic:

I got over my fear of showers:

(steady now ladies)
Sadly the donkey derby wasn’t on so we had a nice cold drink overlooking Newquay harbour:

We had a lovely day out with Slim and Trace and dad tried to look like a lifeguard:

After we had been on the beach we went to have a cream tea in the middle of a farm. It was ace, there were chickens and geese wandering about and we threw apples for the pigs to eat in their orchard.
We all rode on bikes:

I think I’m probably pointing out the pasty shop in far off Padstow here. I was also armed and dangerous with a water pistol! Tucked in behind dads bulk I’d let rip with a stream of water at unsuspecting passers by. Dad kept me entertained on the bike by weaving through the others and racing along, although Chris and Alan were really zooming on the tandem.
We sat outside and ate like kings:

So just the same old same old really!
Other notable events had to include the boat trip to puffin island…. The weather was beautiful and the surf had all but died off so no one really believed the man on the boat when he said it was rough out at sea. We should have. The boat was getting tossed around like one of my bath toys. Now poor old Ben isn’t the saltiest of sea-dogs to be honest and I don’t think it helped with me shouting out ‘Up’ and ‘Down’ as the boat rocked from side to side. There were kids being sick left right and centre and Andy was laughing his head off. At least we saw a few puffins!
I kicked dad off his skateboard at the skatepark and started scooting along on it all on my own, that pleased him!
I caught some fish in a net with Sarah and John and Dad managed to drain a rock pool into a lower one by digging a really long trench in the sand….it was great watching the water rushing down and once it had all emptied, John had me running up to the top rock pool with buckets of water to fill it back up.
We played on a machine in the pub where a robber got chased by a policeman and when he caught him he hit him over the head! I was quite worried about it until mum explained it was only pretend, anyway, dad let me help him play a game called Area 51 where you got to shoot aliens…..not sure he should have done that?
As is customary on these sort of entries I’d like to thank Andy, Ben, Rach, Alan, Sonia, Owen, Linda, Chris, Kin, Melissa, Yanna and Fen for helping me have such a good time. Can't wait till next time!

Hot hot hot!

Blimey it’s been hot! I’ve been going to bed in just my pants to keep cool (steady on now ladies). My skin has been much better since I went in the sea last month so I don’t have to scratch myself hardly at all now.
Saturday we went to a barbecue at Yanna and Fen’s:

They had some really smart toys and best of all they had their own little wooden house in the garden, although no one would come in there with me as it was so hot. Melissa is great, she gave me beans and everything for my tea.
Sunday Uncle Slim and Auntie Trace came round to put their tent up in the garden:

It was as big as out house I reckon. I ‘helped’ Slim sort the ropes out….
They’re going on holiday in it next week and wanted to make sure it was all okay before they went. Dad even cooked them some dinner (a roast the silly fool, in that heat!) and we had a play in the garden.

Mum is off work so on Monday afternoon we went to the Coral Reef swimming again. They must have known something was up from the start as I couldn’t really be bothered with the small childrens slide, I had my sights set much higher….the flume rides! After climbing endless stairs we got to the top of the tower and there were funny tubes with water rushing down them. People were getting in them and zooming off before disappearing round a bend with a scream. It looked great. We sent mum off first and then I got on Dad’s lap and we were off……but really slowly. We splashed down (finally) in the pool at the bottom and I made sure we got another go…. This time was much better, he managed to get a right head of steam up and came flying out of the bottom bouncing off the sides like pinball before going right under water. I didn’t mind at all and wanted some more…we had about five goes in all before their tired old legs couldn’t carry me to the top anymore. On our trip around the pool I also noticed a tunnel and an open doorway I hadn’t seen before…we went through it and ended up outside, but still in the swimming pool! How weird is that? This bit was really good and I did a lot of really good swimming out here. After all the fun of the pool we went to a park at the lookout and I had Mum and Dad climbing and swinging after me all over the place, it was smart!
Today I went to see Grandma in hospital (she’s broken her foot) I took her some chocolate and a big picture of me and her to cheer her up, I know what the ladies like. She loved it and I entertained all the old dears on the ward before coming home for bed.
There’ll be no update next week as I’m off on my holidays tomorrow to Cornwall for a week and a half…so to keep you all sweet, have a look at some of my pre-blog web stuff on the following links and see how much I’ve grown:

http://uk.geocities.com/dhtraildigger/NEDSPICTURES04.HTML

http://uk.geocities.com/dhtraildigger/NEDABOUT04.HTML

http://uk.geocities.com/dhtraildigger/NEDWARMING.HTML

See you all soon!