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I guess they must have really needed that ‘O’ for another department somewhere.
It’s been this way for at least 4 months.
U-Turn
Well, this post was just taken a severe u-turn. I was about to write about how bloody annoying it is when neighbours have an alarm and a sudden change in the weather makes it go off when they aren’t home. It happened a lot in our previous house so when I got home today and the neighour’s alarm, right outside the window where I work, was shrieking for over an hour I thought ‘oh god, here we go again’. I’d even taken a quick video of the alarm sounding to show you just how annoying it was.
But as I sat down the alarm stopped. Then there was a knock at the door.
It was Richard, the neighbour, and his house had been broken in to. I told him what time I had arrived home and he told me ‘they’ had smashed in his back door before being frightened off by the alarm. He was off up the street to see if anyone could help narrow down the time.
Hell of a way to meet the neighbours.
Man Rules
Okay.
You’re invited to a bbq.
You can’t go to the host’s place because your daughter his having a friend sleep over that day.
You arrange to have the bbq at your place instead.
The host has already purchased the food and offers to bring the meat etc with them.
So, my question is this : who cooks the bbq?
This isn’t covered in secret men’s business or ‘the talk’ from Dad.
Which takes precedence? The provider of flame or the provider of meat. My head is spinning and we may never eat if this conundrum isn’t solved.
Take Two
I love my kids, although this is mainly about Bert, but at the moment I’d pretty much sell them for a song, or more to the point, a movie.
Rae and I first clicked over talking about movies, we had our first kiss after going to the movies, we would travel for over an hour to watch an old film projected in 16mm and glorious crackling mono and then drive back home again after midnight. We have a collection of DVDs that would probably allow us to open our own aisle at Blockbuster if they’d sublet.
In short we love movies and love going to movies and the thing I miss the most about having kids is that, not counting the wedding, we have been to one movie together in the past fourteen and a half months. We’ve missed a few in that time that we’re slowly catching up with on DVD but there’s nothing like sitting in the cinema with a bottle of wine, a box of chocolates and a hand to hold for two hours.
Mum is coming down in a couple of weeks so hopefully we’ll have a sitter on a Saturday night and we can run off to the Sun. Fingers crossed The Departed and/or Suburban Mayhem will still be showing, although if one isn’t it means we won’t have to make the tricky choice of which to see. If they are both gone it will be download or DVD for those two like Wolf Creek was last night. That film has just confirmed my commitment to at all costs avoid, camping at any time of my life. Unless it’s at an outdoor cinema, then I could be tempted.
1000 Photos
Just over a year ago I got a Flickr account to share our photos. In that time we’ve had a baby, got married, been on a honeymoon, had a couple of grand final bbq’s, snapped some pictures of the kids and taken a few pictures of old signs around town.
And today I posted my 1000th photo.
Old Signs In And Around Hall St, Newport
I went for to snap one sign, found a few more.
a quickr pickr post
Oh No, It’s Battlestar Time Again
Yep, for the (I think) fourth time in two months I was at home sleeping and watching Battlestar Galactica yesterday. I slept so much I only go two episodes done but at least a blood test I had done on Tuesday has come up with the problem and we’re on to treating it now so hopefully this will be the last time in a while that I spend the day in bed. Mind you, Bert has a mildish case of gastro courtesy of day care so it may not be the last day I spend at home.
We Take Our Football Seriously In Spotswood
This was the sign outside Famous Blue Raincoat for the duration of yesterday’s Grand Final.
