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Crap at this blogging aren't I?

Well, we had a grand time in Cardiff. Nice to meet up and get pissed with old mates. Ed called me a few days after to announce he and his wife may be joined by their own bundle of fun. Bit hard to spot that one, what with Nikkie not drinking all weekend (that "I'm on anitbiotics" excuse only works on non-parents), the questions about how painful labour is (to Sam, not me) and spending Sunday breakfast talking about the costs of preparing for a new born kinda gave it away. Good luck to both of them.

Talking about expensive and intrusive additions, little Kwacky struck the magic 1 yesterday. Can't believe that a year ago today I was sat in this empty house absolutely shitting myself. I think I coped by getting pissed and stoned. A making the most of it moment if you will.

The little numpty is up on her feet and can't be too far from walking. She can walk if she holds onto a toy she's got. She motors acorss the floor until she strikes something, then moves the toy backwards and forwards, continually striking the object. Just like a woman parking. Must be getting some practice in.

Some noisy cats

Learn to speak like a c**t. I mean Bush


I'm going to start a new feature. There's loads of tat on the web and I think we should share it. Each week I'm going to go for a waste of web space award. Send me your nominations and I'll pick a winner.

This week I kick off with this tat. Nope, I haven't got a clue either. Maybe you should mail the contact and ask?

Back soon.
posted by kwacky at 8:49 pm