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Wednesday, 26th March 2008

I’m walking in the air

Ah Easter, what a lovely time of year.  Daffodils, rabbits, chocolate eggs, the smell of Spring in the air, snow. Snow?  Since when did it snow at Easter?  Still I can’t complain, after all we didn’t get any of the white stuff over Christmas.

Once again Daddy got carried away.  As soon as he opened the curtains and saw the snow he dragged me out of bed, pulled on my clothes and told me to go to the kitchen and get a carrot.  What kind of a breakfast is that? It soon transpired however that Daddy had something else in mind.

We had great fun making the Easter Snowman and throwing snow balls at each other.  As you can see we modelled the snowman on Kate Moss and Tommy Cooper.  “Just like that”!

Sadly the snowman’s head lasted about as long as that of Henry VIII’s wives.

The snowman was dead.  Que Triste! Now finally I understand why Raymond Briggs ended his book on such a sad note.

It reminded me of that occasion when Grandad worked for the United Nations in Kosovo.  He said that one day his team stumbled across a field where they unearthed over a hundred snowmen that had been buried there. Fortunately, it turned out to be a field of carrots.

 

Posted by Isaac @ 11:31 AM  

Tuesday, 18th March 2008

You know when you’ve been Kangoed

When we cut through our study wall to make a new doorway we discovered to our delight a hidden fireplace and inglenook behind the plaster.  Daddy chipped away further at the plaster and uncovered a rustic wooden beam and indications of a large open fire place.  Naturally the opening was bricked up and so it was time for Daddy to get dirty. 

At first he started chipping away at the brick work with hammer and chisel but it was wasn’t long before he realised he would need to call in the cavalry, what is known in the business as a Kango.  If you’ve ever seen Aliens you’ll know the kind of weaponry I’m talking about. 

 

Daddy expected to knock through the first layer of bricks to unearth a dark space behind to find hidden treasure that would buy me more toys than I would know what to do with.  I was not looking forward to discovering any bones though. 

Unfortunately, it transpired that the first layer of bricks was just that – the first layer of bricks.  The entire space was bricked up.  Nevertheless, Daddy began to make steady progress and Kangoed through the concrete blocking the top of the inglenook.  To my horror a cascade of thermaculite thundered down from the chimney space and within seconds had risen up to his knees.  He blocked up the hole to get some rubble bags and when he was ready allowed the thermaculite to poor out again.  Very quickly he found himself surrounded by 12 full rubble bags and another layer gathering around his ankles. 

I think Daddy was beginning to wish that he’d never started.

He’s still got lots of work to do and a lot of dust to clear but I’m sure it will be a worthwhile venture in the end.  Mummy is yet to be convinced though.  Watch this space.

Posted by Daddy @ 9:16 AM  

Friday, 14th March 2008

We are not amused!

I popped up to my bedroom to get something today and to my horror discovered not 1, but 2 large gaping holes in the walls.  Apparently, in order for mummy and daddy to get to their new bedroom they have to walk through my room.  The cheek of it.   

If I remember rightly there was a wall here and presumably the mess on the floor is the remains of it.

One is not amused!

The plan is to create a corridor through my bedroom and then to knock out part of another wall to create a gallery.  Rather ambitious I’d say.  We shall have to wait and see.

Posted by Isaac @ 4:14 PM