poor old esther came out in chicken pox on new year’s eve-eve and she’s just entered the horrible itchy stage. to ease the itchyness jane dropped a cold spoon down esther’s dressing gown.
the success of this small action lead to an escalation to a packet of frozen peas.
poor old esther. no doubt kezia is next in line.
yesterday was our final xmas lunch featuring jane’s sister’s family and her parents.
christmas cracker toys this year have been very good. yesterday jane’s mum got a water pistol which she promptly loaded and fired at all present. not to be outdone jane’s dad quickly loaded his gun (using her glass of water)
an experienced water gun handler if ever there was one
and once it was all over, kevin sat alone with napster trying to find boney m
in my thanks to you the blog reader, i didn’t thank jane my wife for allowing me the endless hours i’ve put in to funkypancake over the last [insert number here] of months.
jane’s patience with me isn’t limitless of course and i went too far on new year’s eve by taking photos as we rolled over in to the new year.
for a while it looked like this would be the only photo i’d have of the period around midnight
(i was the only willing subject i had left)