D'oh!

Feeling like an imbecile (or a "tumshie" in Mum and Dad's native parlance) this morning after my efforts to attend the big game (Aberdeen V Rangers) on Saturday. I turned up at the ground a couple of hours before kick off only to be told they couldn't sell me a ticket! It transpires that they're barred by the police from selling match tickets anywhere near kick off time.

So to the police I say thanks very much you intellectually challenged bunch of killjoys and to myself I say - you plonker Rodney!

Still, at least the game was being shown live on TV so at least I was able to watch the memorable victory - although disappointingly Lincoln City's first live game (in history?) on the other channel had to be spurned.

Carole and Liz appeared to greatly enjoy my moment of stupidity, although gladly they took refuge in the kitchen as I proceeded to inanely shout and swear at the television screen.

Yes, Liz is here now. She arrived on schedule on Friday and has since enjoyed the last couple of days arguing with her grandson. Arguing is the new way of conversing with the young 'un as he attempts to establish his pecking order in the house.
"Luca, have a wee wee on the potty"
"No, Luca not need"
"Luca, you haven't had a wee wee all day - you'll wet your trousers"
"No, Luca watch the telly"
"Luca, if you go for a wee wee we'll give you a sweety"
"Look Mummy, Luca's doing a wee wee!"

I cooked us tea on Saturday night, a type of curry I hadn't previously attempted. Carole cleared her plate in seconds and loved it. Liz and I though? With our, errrm, difficulties with hot foods?

Poor Liz, out of sheer politeness I think, braved her way through the entire dish constantly reassuring me of it's deliciousness while simultaneously looking like her head might explode.

We'd all recovered from the hot food/wine on Sunday morning in time to visit the Thainstone Mart - albeit briefly due to the sub-arctic winds that accompanied our visit. Luca, of course, did his best to get lost.

In the afternoon poor Grandma was left in sole charge of devil boy while Carole and I went out for the afternoon together. We first went to the new (and only) Nando's restaurant (which was a bit ordinary to be honest) and followed it up with a trip to the new 3D cinema to see "Up". Terrific film, but I was left a little bemused as to how much benefit 3D added to the enjoyment.

Great film though - catch it if you can.

Today? Carole and I are back to work and Luca's back to nursery - and poor Grandma is taking a breather from the chaos while she can. It'll all begin again in earnest come teatime tonight.....

One final word on Luca. I got a lovely greeting from him this morning. I went in to wake him while breezily calling out "Good morning". He lifted his head and stared quietly at me for several seconds before muttering "Go and get Grandma"

**Useless fact of the day - The name "morning" was formed from the analogy of evening using the word morn, which comes from middle English "morwen"**