Thursday, April 28, 2011

Daleks, curse them

So the kid has developed a full blown Dr Who fandom. Which is all good and proper for a young feller. However, he has also developed three-times-a-night nightmares about Daleks.

Tonight I had to threaten to boot said Daleks on the bottom before he could get to sleep.

It's that kind of violence-is-the-answer thinking that leads to Daleks, you know. I feel like I am on the slippery slope. I bet Davros told his kid that he'd boot his nightmares up the bottom.

Curse that Russell T Davies and that other guy who isn't Russell T Davies.

My mum used to tell me to think of something nice when I had nightmares. So I'd think about Christmas. But then, in my imagination, behind the presents, the silhouette of the vampire would rise*. So it didn't help me sleep, but it did ruin Christmas.

*For reasons I cannot clearly explain the Christmas vampire always arose behind a white, Japanese paper screen. Very eighties**. We never owned a white, Japanese paper screen, or any other kind of screen for that matter. I saw a lot of vampire movies, but there was a never a white, Japanese paper screen in any of them as far as I remember. It was the vampire floating outside the window in Salem's Lot that bothered me***. Mum told me that vampires didn't know the way to our house after we moved. That worked much better. Also, I made the cat sleep on my bed, because that cat was scarier than anything that lived or breathed (or unlived and unbreathed for that matter).

** But not very christmassy, actually, for that matter.

*** I did have one Dr Who nightmare, but it was so scary I couldn't talk about it. My brother had a nightmare about the stomach machine. He has a much, much better imagination than me.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Wee, wee, wee

There's a place near Canberra called Wee Jasper. Now we've been there.

Because of where my mind goes, I have to tell you two things. First, yes, it is very small. Second, it has a composting toilet.

Friday, April 22, 2011


Items available within walking distance of new house:
  • three bus routes
  • one adventure playground
  • one petrol station with emergency rations (such as chocolate, chips, bathroom items, white fluffy bread)
  • a church
  • two schools
  • a large and as yet unexplored hill.
Actually, I think the last one is only within walking distance if you are in the mood for quite a long walk and have packed some sandwiches and ginger beer.

Thursday, April 21, 2011


Quite useful, apparently.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Grumpy land

After a week of monumental effort and patience, today we all hit the wall big time and have been very grouchy and growly and cross.

Hope tomorrow is better, and that I unpack more kitchen equipment.

Today the husband built inserts for the built-in wardrobes. Amazing.

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Not posting, moving.

Will return after we pack stuff, shift stuff, unpack stuff, decide where stuff is going to go.

Any support for green carpet out there? People think it will date. I'm not convinced that's a bad thing, in a kind of heritage architecture way.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


So, if you don't have children you don't have empathy or love, and if you have ever voted Green you are un-Australian and do not love your family.

What a week.