Once you've adjusted your eyes to levels of darkness only bats can visualise, you'll be able to see images in the photo's I took today in Newtonhill (and yes, your eye's aren't fooling you - that's Carole posing in one!). This was Luca's very first pantomime and for the first hour he sat transfixed. The following hour was a different matter however, as the attention span of a toddler isn't that great! We eventually left before it had even finished, but the running time had reached 2 hours and 10 minutes with still no end in sight! Even my attention span had evaporated faster than the UK economy under a Labour government. To be fair, the production was of a far more expensive and professional standard than I'd expected, and even Luca felt encouraged to join in with much of the shouting. Albeit just not at the points he was supposed to...
Going backward, for those who want to be pernickety (you know who you are), I am well aware that bats can't actually see, but merely navigate by a type in internal sonar. Anyway.... This evening we put up our Christmas tree as per standard Yuletide timing - however, we put it up after Luca had zonked for the night, so I'll wait until tomorrow and take some dual tree/Luca pictures.
I know Kelly and Craig may think "He's a cute enough kid, but does he have to be in every photo?", but I have to do this for his family in Lincolnshire and th US - I have been chastised before for my lack of Luca pictures, and as such have to keep the quantity high! It's a bit like the film "Invasion of the Body Snatchers", we all start out normal (in the way Kelly and Craig are now), but once you have kids you become this weirdly different person, suddenly fascinated by family, and more precisely the young 'uns. Put it like this, Liz (Caroles mum) will be fascinated to know that Luca worked out how to say three new words today - Buddy, rectangle and triangle. Even worse, I'm quite excited simply reporting the act!! On top of this Saturday night TV becomes more appealing than before, and two pints equals a hangover. Weird....
Apologies for my gibbering, I'll blame it on the bad cold I've got, and as such need to venture to bed - now. Hopefully tomorrow morning I'll feel a little sharper. Fingers crossed, as I've got my Christmas shopping to do, as well as attending our second panto of the weekend. G'night
**Useless fact of the day - The origins of the pantomimes lie in the old Christmas mummers plays presented by an all male casts in the great halls of manor houses. Every play had moral and always the extreme good defeated the extreme evil, much like what happens in pantomimes today**
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