Calm Seas

The sea has been rough as hell for the last few months. I love it when it's all violent, but I also love it when it's calm. Basically, I just love the sea.

The Spoonerism was invented at exactly the same time as the cat flap and the flat cap.

Let's go to the park!

It's become a bit of a routine for Tabitha and I to take the dog for a walk when she's done at school. What that usually entails is me throwing a ball for Sudo and Tabitha going to the park.

What is it about 5-year-olds that they're utterly incapable of using play equipment for its intended purpose? We spent about an hour there yesterday and she didn't use one thing properly. Still seemed to have fun though.


Bit of a lazy one today, and we were going a little crazy sitting inside, so took the dog out for some fresh air and silly faces. Then came back and played some Mario Kart. I can barely summon the energy to type this out.


I don't like bakeries where they don't bake on-site. It just seems like cheating to me. If you walk into a "bakery" and you can't smell bread baking, I don't know where you are but, to me, you're not in a bakery. I want to see white uniforms all covered in dough and flour and piles of treats that you know are fresh.

That's what I get with Gail's: piles of fresh stuff, some of which I've never heard of, that makes me want to buy everything. And you know it'll all be gone before they close, and tomorrow it'll all be fresh again.

I made myself hungry.