As technologically incompetent as I am, I still can't quite comprehend how over a course of a week (the period since my last blog) I've managed to take not one single distinguishable photograph. The best I have is one of Yoda's semi-bald paws. She really is the most nervous of dogs and has taken to nibbling on her back paws over the last fortnight. A real "awww" moment for sure, but I'm still pretty confident you have absolutely zero interest in looking at it.
One potential picture I can't quite get the lighting right on is that of Luca's leg. Four years old and he has legs almost as hairy as his Dad's. Combine this with the ever apparent thick trail of hair running between his neck and tailbone and it raises questions of his parentage. For those of you as TV obsessed as I this may bring to mind "First Born" as a logical explanation........ (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Born)
If you recall a little boy bellowing "gnat gnat" then you'll recall this puerile excuse for televisual science fiction. It made "Blakes 7" seem realistic and well produced.
Wasn't 80's sci-fi great? There was another programme about a nuclear holocaust (was it called "Threads"?), which weirdly set the action in Sheffield of all places. I love that, you can imagine the script writers meeting. "This is an epic, terrifying and engaging concept we're dealing with here people. Where shall we set it?"
"London!"
"New York!"
"Rio De Janeiro!"
"Tokyo!"
"Sheffield!"
"Sheffield, perfect, who's for lunch?"
I've drifted off on a tangent. Perhaps this type of prose is more suited in a world where no-one is likely to read your ill informed musings (unless you happen to have slept with someone famous). I talk, of course, of "Twitter". Due to it's ease of use and shorthand format I've been considering posting my witterings on there instead and keeping the blog open purely as the main medium to record Luca's ascent toward adulthood. Good idea or bad? Please vote on today's poll to the right of the page.
Luca has been as charming and manipulative as ever. His bedtimes are proving ever more complex to control as he cleverly takes control of almost any situation. Our gullibility caused us to initially fall for his latest trick, which involved him cuddling into you upon bedtime being announced with the classic line "I don't want to go to bed, because I want to stay downstairs with you because I love you so much". I swear he even flashes his eyelashes.
He's definitely going to be a rugby player however. As disorienting as it often is when he hits, I must say I've been highly impressed with his recent attempts to take me down. He uses his Dad to test his burgeoning strength and is currently developing techniques to knock me off balance. Recently he's become highly adept and has worked out that tackling me hard and low using his shoulder and arms is the most effective ploy. Having played rugby for 7 or 8 years as a junior myself I'm intrigued to see how this develops.
And while referring to development, Luca had his first stand up wee-wee today. He's always sat down on the toilet previously, but with his first school term fast approaching it was decided to re-attempt teaching him the stand up method. He did manage (with help from Dad), but was unimpressed with this new technique. "I think I'll sit down next time" he told me as he washed his hands afterwards, "My willie is still too small to reach over the edge of the toilet"
At least I've had time at home this weekend to witness and help with such matters. Today was my first day off in 12 days, and it showed as I didn't wake until the obscenely late hour of 1130am. This current craziness is caused by my main current work project being that of an unnamed oil company drilling in Greenland. For those of you who read the news with interest, **** are the oil company who are currently drilling in Greenland, much to Greenpeace's chagrin. Indeed their objections are so vociferous Greenpeace's worldwide head this week personally scaled the rig of the "**** ********" vessel to further disrupt operations (yep, one of the vessels I'm responsible for).
I did wonder why I was mailing their invoices to an evil volcano lair.
My lawyer insisted on the asterisks. He's also Ryan Gigg's lawyer so he must be good.....
**Useless fact of the day - It appears "Facebook" has reached saturation point, as figures released this month show a worldwide drop of 3.7% (a loss of 100,000 users in the UK alone)**
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