Hi everyone, sorry about the break but there’s been a slight modification or two to my PC and now I’m back, with an extra 100G on my hard drive and a brand new install of everything on my PC.
While Rae and I went to watch the Tigers (don’t start me on that little bit of the weekend) Stink watched Dr Who with her Nana. It was the episode that gave Daniel’s son a bit of a scare so we were quite surprised when Nana told us she had no problems.
No problems. Yeah, right.
This morning’s drive to get coffee started with a long and detailed discussion on the mechanics of how the aliens eat the people and then get in and out of their skin. There was a lull for a little while then a very serious voice pipes up “Dad, are you an alien?”. I made a slithering sound and poor Phee burst in to tears. Being the sensitive dad that I am I reassured her that I wasn’t an alien but went on to convince her that her mum may be. I did this to such good effect the first thing she did when we got home was burst in to tears at the site of her mother before beseeching Rae not to eat her.
Father of the year stuff that was.