Hey you guys...

Hey you guys! can you spin on your bum like me?

He he, we were invited to Freya's 4th birthday party today (thanks Gordon and Jo) - and I pulled some party moves out the bag - I should get paid for cleaning the floor! he he

When do you want a baby?

When do you want a baby brother or sister poppy? "Oh, next thursday"

Well, I better get going then....Gaaaaaabiiiiiiiiii

if there is a god...

If there is a god, its name is 'incremental'

Watching the amazing BBC4 documentary on the history of the periodic table by Jim Al-khalili, A Volative History... this made me think about the structure and composition of the elements in the simple and beautiful layout due to the relationships of a cluster of atoms... all in incremental blocks... these blobs of energy have no plan for "us" - no concept of good or bad - but they are what we are made of - if god is "everywhere" - then it's simply - incremental.

On a slice of toast...

On a slice of toast Linkers, you'd look very tasty!

Poppy ominously describes our cat's (Link) demise if we were to leave the room with them, two slices of bread and a toaster... gulp!

Fart

Fart Me!

Poppy was suprised by her own powers!

it's quite easy...

It's quite easy to clean a corpses teeth, look mummy!

Poppy has a penchant for pretending to be a zombie... don't ask why...well, perhaps it's to do with her love of Tim Burton and the Dark Crystal? Needless to say, she likes to play dead... so I brushed her teeth with gusto... he he

Concrete is greener...

Concrete is greener than Grass

I'm fed up of hearing this rubbish. "we'll plant plants on top of a four storey concrete superstructure"... and that's greener than "mother nature" is it? - no wonder Oilmen don't believe in climate change, if they believe that tosh.

I think the crazy frog...

I think the crazy frog was bitten by a radioactive tennor and we got this fat turd with a crinkly moustache.

Sorry folks... I had to say it. Go compare? Go ?&*$ yerself you annoying *£$%%"!, congratulations, I am talking about you, remembering you, yes, very clever oh satanic ad men, well done. I still won't use your crap website

hey you mr...

Hey you, mr Hairy Boss Man

After a dreich and pizzley afternoon putting rubble in a skip at Claypots, I took my soaking trousers off when I got in, Poppy looks at my legs and say this to me, with the world's cheekiest face...why I autta!

When Fishing for sharks...

When Fishing for sharks, you have to roll up your sleeves.

Another, somehow strangely insightful, philosophical statement from Poppy... I didn't tell her about my day listening to Sir ian Wood on the BBC Scotland question time... Kids know, you know...kids know.

My Egg...

My Egg looks like a shopping trolley

Another droplet of surreal Poppy philosophy when tucking into a boiled egg tonight...As Picasso once said...

All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Och Aye...

Och Aye the Sock

ho ho, Poppy was playing with the sound "Och" today - we were getting her to say "loch" and "och aye"... so she added "..the Sock!", fit a cracker

The Pound is...

the pound is less valuable than the ground!

words of wisdom from the lovely Mike Hume - mini ramp ollieing expert. I rate thins man.

This blue...

This blue is the colour blue

I'm all about hearing double speak and nothingness today, you know, when you have to listen to people who sound like they are saying something, and in a very important manor, but actually say nothing at all - in fact, rather obfuscating and confusing statements aimed to ease and massage the soul - but actually blackening it. sad day.

Ailsa's brain...

Ailsa's brain is like catapillar soup

This wasa strange one from Poppy tonight... having tea with Ailsa, she pipes up some nonsense - we've no Idea where it popped in from!

I don't need breakfast...

I don't need breakfast, because I already have energy inside me daddy.

The daily battle with logic and a three year old

I also wanted to have 'Agrapadagra' as my phrase a day... it's abracadabra in poppy's head

The telephone is...

the Telephone is drip drop dripping into the bucket!

poppy sticks the model telephone to the ceiling of one of her dolls house rooms and shouts this to me... carol-anne? go to the light carol anne!"

Oily...

Oily Barstools

Short and sour. If I were a hardened millionaire with a reputation at stake, I'd be writing to the press too - how dare a man who was forced to go freelance due to the uncertainty of his own financial & employment position thanks to the direct actions of the men in being called names say two words in anger and desperation on a social networking site!

He should have kept his posts anonymous like the opposition (Allegedly) or whatever we have to say, because we're in the wrong and they are in the right

Ranty - bloody right - we're bloody fed up of having to play by the rules why some horrid tactics and plans are allowed to be played out by "the man" "the power" "the money"

I hate class war - but I am starting to see why people get so angry at people who apparently can buy / influence what the hell they want to because they have friends who will do do anything to help them and get some benefit from it... awful

I've got a dickie...

I've got a dickie modem, I think TalkTalk are more like MumbleMumble.

You know that feeling, when the internet & email start sputtering and timing out... and you check your lights on the modem...hmm, that's not supposed to be that colour, that's not supposed to be flashing... up and down, up and down... who's standing on my pipe to the outside world?

sausage fingers...

sausage fingers hingin' aff a puckle o spare ribs

Graeme how's that? - This is in response to my awful typing and keenness to press "post" after a long day.

I'm finding it difficult...

I'm finding it difficult to write CI instead of SHI at the moment.

yes, I've written a certain word a certain way for so long that I appear to have lost the ability to spell it first time - without hitting the delete key twice. ho ho

what the time....

What the time you av there Dread?

Quality.

It's not very often...

It's not very often you see snow flakes, aye the real six pointed deal, falling from the sky in inverurie!

yes indeed cartoon / alpine stylee six pointed dictionary definition snow flakes were falling today. Magical. Adding to the 50+cm we have already!

poppy's pockets

Poppy's pockets pitter patter pom-poms

Poppy was given a load of mini pom poms by santa and she spilled them out today saying "pitter patter pom pom!" - lovely alliteration!

my gloves look like...

My gloves look like one of Ed Gein's girlfriends

yes, after a spell in the snow yesterday, my gloves don't seem to be very well...

watching telly...

Watching too much telly makes your voice dissapear!

Poppy silently sings the theme tune of Big Cook Little Cook.

ten tickles...

Ten Tickles from tentacles

yes, a phantom octopus hell-bent on ribbing kids ten times from under the bed.

feels old...

"feels old because he now sees 'new music' being influenced by 80's tunes he grew up with"

yes indeed... a list of "ten bands to keep your eye on in 2010"- mostly all soundling like 80's pop / indie. wowzers - I know how my folks feel now - watching a thousand stones / beatles rip offs.

dress up as a bear

"mummy, will you dress up as a bear and scare all the kids please?, and daddy, you dress up as a snake"

Poppy planning for Halloween a wee bit early this morning.

grumpy so in so's

"those grumpy so in so's are going to steal Noddy's car!"

poppy just shouted at the telly - as gobbo and his pal plot to do a spot of grand theft auto.

First post of 2010

Well... Gabi and I tried "drawing a day" for 2008 - which failed after 34 days... and last year we did "typeface a week" - which we managed to keep going with 99% of the time - which we think is a great success...

so, I've decided to try a "...a day" for 2010 - what's easier than drawing a picture a day? - i've plumped for a phrase a day... Having Poppy (our 3 year old daughter) - I often tell her tall stories, and she often comes out with some gems too - so I decided to document what rubbish I tell her this year - who knows what it'll lead onto?... I might just make a drawing each week (?) - or end up compiling a book from the guff I speak...

so - the posts will be short and simple - possibly only one word! Like today!

We're going to go out sledging soon - and poppy asked if gabi will be taking her - Ham Bag... so today's post is...

HAM BAG