Here he is. Tom Anthony Janke – nine hours old.
I’m glowing with pride – the middle name is after me.
Life between coffees.
Here he is. Tom Anthony Janke – nine hours old.
I’m glowing with pride – the middle name is after me.
Helen had a boy! Tom Anthony Janke, born 1.13am September 9, 2002. 7 pounds something (no idea what that is in real weights). Mum and baby fine – Dad emotionally exhausted.
More details and photos to follow later today.
Congratulations Helen and Dale.
Great excitement (no, no baby news yet but this comes a close second). Iain Banks has a new novel!!! Dead Air has only just been released in the UK so I’m going to have to order it. It’s 12 pounds for the book and then another 6 for the postage but $55 is a small price to pay for heaven.
Time to make more room on the top shelf.
No news yet. Apparently the baby has just been induced – I assume this means there is a doctor waiving a lollie say “come out now, and you can have this….”
Oh much excitement – my ‘little’ sister, Helen, is just about to have her first child. Waters have broken and every one is just standing around waiting now.
Stand by for further developments (and pictures).
I can’t live with it any more, so here goes…
When I was a young lad I would cheat with ‘Choose Your Own Adventure’ books.
7.00 am, just as I was leaving for work.
Just in time for the weekend too.
I can see what they (The Neighbours From Hell) did. They let us believe all would be well, lulled us into both sleep and a false sense of security for a few days and then . The weekend comes and they wreak their revenge.
We are going to have devise some form of cunning plan….
1) Know nothing about PC’s and how files are stored.
2) Decide to back up your mails.
3) Know nothing about backing up mails and just do whatever strikes your fancy.
4) Reformat your PC.
5) Have no idea how to get the ‘backup’ back.
6) Call me on the phone and expect me to tell how your system (that I have never seen) is set up and then how to get your ‘back up’ back whilst all the time displaying your staggering ignorance of any computer technology postdating the abacus.
Blogfish has included me on their link list under ‘Digital Photography’. Thankyou, whoever you are, now I’m really going to have to take some more pics.
I’m not obsessing, truly, but there was no rooster this morning and it must be for one of two reasons:
a) It blew away. This is the one I’m hoping for. Last night we (all 4-5 million Melbournians) had a massive wind storm. The SES spokesman said it was their busiest night ever for calls, mainly because the winds were spread over all of Melbourne. So I’m hoping The Rooster From Hell (close relation to The Neighbour FH & The Guests FH) was picked up in a wind gust and is now sitting atop the Rialto (or here) building.
b) The ranger went to see them yesterday and after a nice chat and cup of tea some arrangements have been made so the neighbourhood can sleep in peace.
Hopefully, for your sake and mine, this will be the last rooster bulletin.