It's not my fault.....

I'm sorry. Again. My excuse for lack of blogging activity of late is simple - my PC has broken down, again. What's wrong with it? I don't know, I push the button and it doesn't turn on.

Yes, it's plugged in.

So, until it's repaired I'm afraid my blogs will continue to be updated from my work PC, and as such will be devoid of photographs. On the positive side, however, my camera is building a extensive collection of pictures - primarily of Luca, natch - of which I'll post all upon repair of my home PC.

Every negative has a positive. A bit like Colonel Gadaffi. Yes, he's a tyrant, a maniac. But he will one day die and feed the undernourished Libyan ground worms

I haven't seen much of Luca lately unfortunately. Due to work and other obligations I've been away a great deal longer than I prefer. For example, I was away half this past weekend in Glasgow for Aberdeen's semi-final against Celtic. We lost 4-0. Our 4 hour drive home through unending traffic and roadworks provided little comfort too funnily enough.

I made up for it yesterday however, taking the day off work (yep, I sometimes don't work....) and spending the day with a 4 year old who could barely remember my face. We spent the day at various parks, shops and the cinema ("Rio", it was great) before an exhausted tot and I returned home to put our feet up. Interestingly, he already slouches on the sofa like a fat 50 year old. What's he going to be like once he actually reaches that age?

He's a real tease at present too. I've mentioned previously of his habit of turning off the bathroom light whenever I go in, but he's also now started to adopt songs for various occasions. For example, if he catches me getting dressed in the morning he'll trot through, smack my butt and begin singing "Daddy's got a bare tummy, bare bummy, bare tummy". How do you combat this? I'm perennially to busy laughing to chastise him

What else? Carole appears much improved, as the antibiotics seem to have cleared the worst of what was ailing her. However, the doctor, as standard up here it appears, has seemed very vague on the actual cause even if he was able to provide a solution. Perhaps I'm being pernickety, but I'd prefer a clearer and more straightforward diagnosis rather than going straight for the drugs every time.

And me? I'm going to Greenland. With a new contract having commenced at my work I'm being (most likely forcibly) loaded onto a charter aircraft next month to organise the customs/logistical side of operations in Kangerlussuaq. Sound like fun? I don't think so......

**Useless fact of the day - Greenland has a population of 56,452 and is the least densely populated dependency or country in the world. It's also a bit cold**