A troupe of dancing phoneboxes and Big Bens in the Olympic opening ceremony perhaps?
I've been waiting for more revelations to come my way. Lightning bolts which might be of interest to you. Nothing doing right now.
This Summer is turning out to be a tight one for us. I'm taking tremendous satisfaction from making the finances stretch. I've always been spartan at heart I reckon.
With all the family birthdays out the way (save the cat), I'm looking towards Christmas. Couldn't care for it much myself, but I would love to make things the best they can be for X and little D.
X is well and truly infatuated with his lego these days, he knows what he likes and goes about getting it with a strength of purpose I admire. This boy will make a truly formidable individual as he gets older, he's handsome, smart, charismatic and destined for great things in life. I see my role as polishing of some of the rough edges - the need to be a good role model for him has never been clearer in my mind than it is right now.
Already we can see the personality shining out in little D. She may be only a few months old, but you can tell she has a sweet, kind little soul that we both cherish. She laughs and chatters now and her eyes light up with a sense of amazement at the world which I find fascinating. Apparently E took her down to the laundrette last weekend, D found the driers hysterically funny and was laughing throughout her trip. She is a very happy baby and I will do everything I can to ensure her happy times continue.
As for me? I really got a kick out of the Victoria and Albert museum the other day. We were entertaining some German friends of E (smart, civilised and well mannered people - why cant we be like that as a nation?) and took them up for a museum day in town. I had my usual revelation about how much I love stuff from the past and have no truc with things of today. Makes me realise that the shrill and gaudy marketing is not for the likes of myself. Frankly, I dread the Olympics. The usual advertising suspects are plastered about the place more prominently than usual. I mean, you might has well paint the Macdonald's logo all over the roads and be done with it...
Is it just me, or is this Olympics more of an orgy of sponsorship than other ones? When athletes are touting Subway sandwiches it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth viz a viz the Olympian spirit.
Will still catch the opening ceremony though. The British as a nation are normally incapable of putting on a show with the panache of other countries, so I'll be in front of my TV with a sense of interest. If the usual, tired London cliches are not trotted out I will be pleasantly surprised.
This Summer is turning out to be a tight one for us. I'm taking tremendous satisfaction from making the finances stretch. I've always been spartan at heart I reckon.
With all the family birthdays out the way (save the cat), I'm looking towards Christmas. Couldn't care for it much myself, but I would love to make things the best they can be for X and little D.
X is well and truly infatuated with his lego these days, he knows what he likes and goes about getting it with a strength of purpose I admire. This boy will make a truly formidable individual as he gets older, he's handsome, smart, charismatic and destined for great things in life. I see my role as polishing of some of the rough edges - the need to be a good role model for him has never been clearer in my mind than it is right now.
Already we can see the personality shining out in little D. She may be only a few months old, but you can tell she has a sweet, kind little soul that we both cherish. She laughs and chatters now and her eyes light up with a sense of amazement at the world which I find fascinating. Apparently E took her down to the laundrette last weekend, D found the driers hysterically funny and was laughing throughout her trip. She is a very happy baby and I will do everything I can to ensure her happy times continue.
As for me? I really got a kick out of the Victoria and Albert museum the other day. We were entertaining some German friends of E (smart, civilised and well mannered people - why cant we be like that as a nation?) and took them up for a museum day in town. I had my usual revelation about how much I love stuff from the past and have no truc with things of today. Makes me realise that the shrill and gaudy marketing is not for the likes of myself. Frankly, I dread the Olympics. The usual advertising suspects are plastered about the place more prominently than usual. I mean, you might has well paint the Macdonald's logo all over the roads and be done with it...
Is it just me, or is this Olympics more of an orgy of sponsorship than other ones? When athletes are touting Subway sandwiches it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth viz a viz the Olympian spirit.
Will still catch the opening ceremony though. The British as a nation are normally incapable of putting on a show with the panache of other countries, so I'll be in front of my TV with a sense of interest. If the usual, tired London cliches are not trotted out I will be pleasantly surprised.
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