Hideous Narnia nightmares have kept the family awake all night. The kid is exhausted and queasy.
Oops. Bad mama after all.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
What does CS Lewis have against stones anyway?
We've made it past the stone table, stone knife conjunction with minimal tears and appropriate levels of gasps and outrage.
We have left Aslan, Lucy and Susan romping.
Phew.
Kid wants to know how anything, even magic, can exist before the dawn of time. Philosophy saves us from sentiment yet again. Thank you Mr Philosophy!
We have left Aslan, Lucy and Susan romping.
Phew.
Kid wants to know how anything, even magic, can exist before the dawn of time. Philosophy saves us from sentiment yet again. Thank you Mr Philosophy!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Children's Book Sequels That Never Were.
Which is a pretty funny idea that I wish I'd thought of. But if you scroll down to the ones by Greg W you will laugh a lot.
Probably.
Probably.
Liking training at work
I don't know if other people enjoy training at work. I don't know if the cynical comments and eye rolling are sincere or not. Obviously, the cool kids must not seem to like training.
But I like it. All I ever want from life is to turn up in a room, have people tell me stuff I didn't already know and then get to talk about it.
Ace.
Not so much the one on filing, though. That was just scary.
But I like it. All I ever want from life is to turn up in a room, have people tell me stuff I didn't already know and then get to talk about it.
Ace.
Not so much the one on filing, though. That was just scary.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Escape fantasies
Since the people from Berlin have proved to be uncooperative over many, many years, is anyone keen to share a nice cottage in Normandy for a week or two?
Or maybe somewhere on the South Coast.
Walk in the park?
Long look out the window?
Hmm.
Or maybe somewhere on the South Coast.
Walk in the park?
Long look out the window?
Hmm.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Well bred
So tonight I had a low-key, but vivid for all that, demonstration of the difference between well-bred behaviour and the kind of superficial politeness that leaves a person feeling anxious about fluff on their shirt.
If I was Jane Austen I would tell you all about it.
If I was Jane Austen I would tell you all about it.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
The end is nigh
Or perhaps more the light at the end of the tunnel is nigh.
It looks like our mammoth task at work might one day be complete. I think I may have to sponsor a parade, or hire one of those hot air balloons they enjoy so much in these parts. Or organise the air force to do a fly-by with fuel dump and burn off. Or something else spectacular and wasteful.
I am honestly not entirely sure what work I will be doing after that. Life is such an adventure in the public service.
It looks like our mammoth task at work might one day be complete. I think I may have to sponsor a parade, or hire one of those hot air balloons they enjoy so much in these parts. Or organise the air force to do a fly-by with fuel dump and burn off. Or something else spectacular and wasteful.
I am honestly not entirely sure what work I will be doing after that. Life is such an adventure in the public service.
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