Thursday, 16 May 2013

Bath time

I loved it when Dad used to suspend the towels over John and I in the bath making it into a sort of watery tent. I can still remember how the acoustics of the splashing would change. All jolly exciting at the time. Then he would hold a smaller towel by its top corners below his face, smile cheesily, gradually raise the towel past his face and the reveal a grimace when his face was again revealed. Happy days.

Pic of the day: We know this one well, of course. It's from the slides I had put on CD. But worth another airing as summer nears. Don't forget that hat for Portugal, Ma!

Thursday, 9 May 2013

Sunday best

"Don't swear: it's Sunday". Found myself saying this ... on Sunday, not surprisingly. Like the inference that the Lord (a Dadism in itself, I think) won't mind if you to f and b any other day of the week.

Pic of the day: This one's not really old enough for a place on the blog but, heh, it's 10 years old now and will get us in the mood for Suffolk three weeks hence. Just hope it's a bit warmer than this pic looks. Click on it for full size.