January 2009 Archives

Well, nearly.. I wrote about the events surrounding her ever changing collar and sent it to 'Your Cat' magazine. The tale has been published in the January issue! You can get your paws on it untill the 14th.

Actually the 'Liberator' collar has now been jettisoned and she has not as yet brought any wildlife (dead or alive) into the house. Perhaps she'll be wearing a slightly less space-aged contraption for the foreseeable future.

Every now and again children say the most beautiful things from completely out of the blue. Sometimes they are so profound that it changes the way we see them.

Yesterday The Boy was talking about what he wanted to do when he's grown up.

"I've decided what I'm going to do. First I'm going to get a big house.."
"Well that sounds nice."
"Yeah, then I'm going to get a load of children, all different colours, yeah.."
"Okay"

Bah! I really, really tried not to breastfeed The Kid this morning. I was so determined not to.

It's a vice many of us are guilty of. There you are, happily queuing up in Tesco, when 'Top Gun' catches your eye. You suddenly decide you haven't got even nearly enough Tom Cruise in your film collection, and £3 seems like barely anything in the grand scheme of things. So it gets plonked on the conveyor belt and you find yourself the proud owner of, well, let's face it, a piece of tat you're never going to watch.

I take it back. The nurses did know what they were on about when they said The Kid would be ill about a week after his jabs. Exactly seven days afterwards he became hot, blotchy and miserable. This lasted for three days and nights; New Years Eve, New Years Day and the day after.