Monday, March 30, 2009

A giveaway as easy as ABC

It was a mistake. I shouldn't stay away from Blogger for so long. Now I'm not sure when or if I'll ever get around to telling you about how Peaches is learning to ride her bike. I missed my chance to tell you the minutiae of her virus and how she is now getting better.

At least you didn't get the post about how work was busy. Yadda yadda. What's new?

It is worth telling you that I went to see ABC play this week at the Royal Albert Hall with the BBC concert orchestra. I don't generally like revisiting the 80's - it gives me a disturbing feeling of tension in my chest whenever I consider all that big hair, ra ra skirts, boots with socks and fishnet tights. Eek.

Fortunately Martin Fry wasn't wearing that particular outfit - he saved the gold suit for the encore. What a round of a applause that suit got.

The music was lush, extravagant and thrilling. I was surprised at how good each track made me feel. It had been Recaro's idea to go. I had no idea I liked ABC tracks so much.

But so much for that. You want to know about the giveaway. Well the good people at Lego sent me a Polar pack of duplo lego:




Peaches loves duplo. Don't be fooled by cheap imitations - they don't rock as hard as lego.

As you can tell, I am a lego-enthusiast. I always remember wanting to have played more lego as a kid. Somehow I recollect that my brother comandeered it - and that we never had enough of it anyway. So I'm pleased that I'm getting my second chance through Peaches.

We don't keep many toys in our living room, but we do have a tub of duplo. This extra set has been a great booster set. She's been getting into more imaginative play as a result.

The chunky toddler friendly bricks are very satisfying. Nice and easy to use - as near as dammit impossible to swallow. I tried taking some photos of Peaches at play, but it turns out that it was 'her turn' to use the camera.

But look - see how happy I was with all those bricks and polar bears.
If she doesn't develop a career as a structural engineer, maybe I can hope that she's be a world-class photographer instead. A mother can dream, can't she?

I have nine of these duplo sets to giveaway. Sadly this is going to be a UK only giveaway (please stop throwing the rotten fruit. Ouch!), but there will be a consolation, secret I'm not going to tell you what is prize for one luck overseas person.

To win - tell me one of your embarrassing memories of the 80's (I believe we will all have more than one unless you were under 10 at the time) and let me know whether you'd prefer the police or the polar set.

I'll announce winners.... at the end of the month.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Time travel

Our wireless broadband connection fell over. The result was that I couldn't blog in those spare moments of pootering around the kitchen.

I feel like I'd travelled back in time to the 20th Century and had to rely on regular TV and newspapers for my information and weather forecasts.

I was close to digging over the garden and growing my own vegetables. I nearly started listening to the Pet Shop Boys. I considered renting DVDs of Moonlighting.

Thank God I'm back. I have so much to tell you.

And a giveaway. I have a lush giveaway lined up.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Susan Tsvangarai has died

This is really sad. Morgan Tsvangarai's wife Susan has been killed in a car accident.

Tsvangarai recently embarked on a power sharing role with President Mugabe of Zimbabwe.

The accident, and Susan's death, sounds suspicious to me.

My condolences and sympathy go to her husband and family.

In breaking news from the BBC Tsvangarai has said it was an accident. He was there so, despite my suspicions, I'll let up on the cynicism.

Monday, March 2, 2009

This week I've been mostly

Moved... by the sad news of Ivan Cameron. I don't want to sound like I'd judge any parent for the love of their child or the dignity of their mourning, but I was relieved and pleased that Primeminister's Question Time was cancelled this week as a mark of respect.

Irritated... by the lousy parking on double white lines. Even where this is permissible by disabled parking permits I don't see why this has to be so close to junctions. Grrr.

Underwhelmed... by my fitness. I ran, walked, ran walked but couldn't get into the rhythm of a run. At least I got out.

Heartened... by the sunshine and the lengthening days. There was still daylight when I got off the train at 5.30pm last week. Summer's on the way.

Proud... of Peaches. She behaved excellently in church this Sunday. No running around, sitting with us to eat her toast (with Nutella. I'd sit still for that.) and then playing with playdough to the end of the service. Angelic.

Tired... but thankful that I get to work at home. It was a great weekend and a bit of time at home is giving me the chance to continue getting the house in shape for my Dad's visit next weekend.