Why I Oughta

The child is getting to be a handful. He loves to play catch, which is to say I can reliably bounce a ball off his head. It's twice the size he is but he manages to throw it pretty well. Unfortunately, he doesn't know what he can and cannot throw ... and where.

Today, Heather phoned me in tears to tell on him. He'd chucked the TiVo remote control at her laptop and broken the screen. I had to sound concerned for the laptop but frankly, it's the remote I feel sorry for. Only yesterday it got its first bath.

Well, the computer's mine to do with as I will now. It's already missing seven keys and the webcam packed in years ago. However, I think it can still serve a useful life as a music player / video phone so I'm going to nurse it back to health. I've plugged it into the TV, downloaded the Ubuntu installation CD and put a copy of Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines in its DVD player to cheer it up.

It's two years today since we were married!

It actually seems longer than that, but in a good way.

As a special treat, Heather's friends looked after Owain 'John Connor' McFarlane while we had diner at the local Indian Restaurant.