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it's been an age it feels like

I've not had time to do much more than twitter recently. Work suddenly filled up with a mess of people trying to get things done this year just as I went to see my sister (and family). I've been clingy and tired and getting ill a lot. I suppose that I must need a holiday. Various asides, for memory:

A beautiful purse covered with beaded peacock feathers in the window of a shop on Queen street; I miss the photo, and it sells out, in a day.

I invent new game to play with nephew: push him around the house in his little truck, singing the archers theme. Whenever I get to end of the melody, I yell CRASH! and crash him into something. Name of game is Richard Hammond. Nephew at golden age where he can run into you at full tilt without doing damage. Well-timed visit.

Elle co-opts a burly dutchman into helping me take nephew's pushchair up stairs at Oxford Circus. Burly dutchman sprouts teammate and they whisk him up one two three flights of stairs! I'm thankful.

P.S. There were lots of work dos.

frog and salsa


( 3 worms — Feed the birds )
22nd Dec, 2007 09:51 (UTC)
surely the crash should come before the theme tune, cliffhanger style?

pushchair in Oxford St = insanity, surely.
22nd Dec, 2007 11:03 (UTC)
Pushchair in Oxford St is fine if you know the shortcuts and back streets (including the all important shortcut straight through BHS). Pushchair in Oxford Circus tube is pretty masochistic though.
22nd Dec, 2007 11:05 (UTC)
Richard Hammond sounds like a fabulous game - reminiscent of our little pull back dumper truck with a teddy bear in it - if you ran it into something at high speed he would fly out in a very satisfying manner. His name? James Dean the Bear.
( 3 worms — Feed the birds )