My Goddaughters Birthday
This afternoon saw Goldeneye in both heaven and hell !
It was my goddaughter’s second birthday and she was having a party. Your host was invited and only too pleased to go. She looked, of course, angelic and was pleased to see me, always smiles at me - warms the heart (sorry - out of character reference there)
In the midst of this joy I was also reminded of the true meaning of christmas, largely due to being in a happy family home with children.
Lest regular readers wonder whether the site has been hacked by someone - relax - I have not gone soft.
There is the downside. I don’t consider myself as particularly stupid, though I accept it’s a debatable point, but I never considered the, in hindsight, rather obvious point.
Children’s party means lots of other children !!
Kids running around screaming and shouting etc - played very heavily on the somewhat delicate Goldeneye nervous system. I managed to stay strong and focused though and came through the other side physically unscathed, though mentally exhausted !
I shall need a quite night and a glass or two of red in order to recover I suspect
Cheers to all
Rod
Witches of Eastwick said,
December 23, 2006 @ 6:44 pm
Rod, you and a gang of two year olds in party mode is a picture we would all like to see …… any evidence? The Great Rodini, entertainer extraordinaire obviously still has what it takes …..
On the bacon front, we do hope Mother Collins has provided enough for her two boys to avoid any squabbling! Enjoy your Christmas Eve …. oh yes and Rod would you be kind enough to give LB a hug from all the Witches.
WoE
Rod said,
December 23, 2006 @ 7:10 pm
WoE
you’ll be reassured to know I did my best to sidestep the rioting infants but I certainly resembled the image of a fish riding a bike !
I was going to to take my camera but on a serious and sad note, I just dare not put a picture of my goddaughter on this site. The connotations between children and the internet are such that schools who have websites now seek written permission from the parents to show a sports day picture or an award type thing!
There is not enough bacon in Lincolnshire to sate the appetite of The Bacon Snatcher. I intend to step aside gracefully and allow him to get his snout in the trough, so to speak.
It may seem like resignation but I shall retain my dignity.
Any hugging of LB needs to be done in person I am afraid.
I have never hugged any man or male relation and don’t intend to start now!
Besides he’ll probably smell of bacon anyway
Thanks for the well wishes and I hope you xmas eve comes together
Regards also to your Tabitha
Rod
Little Brother said,
December 25, 2006 @ 9:50 pm
Witches,
We don’t do hugs, just bonecrushing handshakes with a fixed stare. It’s a Collins trait but thanks anyway. My thanks to Sarah for the menu, the prices are hilarious, I just hope she will soon be back on her feet financially after her visit! With regard to the bacon snatching I have a confession! This morning (xmas day) I decided to treat myself to a bacon sandwich at work following an early morning drive back from the elders house. I never eat them all year but upon seeing a plate of bacon on the hotplate and presuming it to be leftover I made a large sandwich of it. As I sat in my office merrily munching the General Manager walked in asking where the plate of bacon for two guests had gone! In my stomach said I !