There was a point, relatively early on in my courtship of Wife that we were watching “Roman Holiday”, the story of how a Princess visiting Rome (Audrey Hepburn at her most transcendent) is able to go incognito and enjoy life as it is lived by the passionate, animated and cliched folks of Rome’s lower orders, [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Daughter’
Like Mother, Like Daughter
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged "Bridge to Terabithia", "Roman Holiday", Daughter, Wife on July 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“I am Hairy and I am Scary…”
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Daughter, Family, Hairy and Scary, Wife on June 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Being the middle-class parents that we are, Wife and I are very enthusiastic about encouraging certain things (watching National Geographic TV, rather than a drip-feed of Cartoon Network; saying “Please” and “Thank You”, rather than, say, “Fucking Hell”, which was Eldest Son’s latest, entirely innocent offering: as evidenced by his unsettling request: “Could I fucking [...]
One Name, Two Women, Two Approaches
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Birthday Presents, Cake, Daughter, Scarves, Tea Set on July 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Yesterday was Round Two of The Twins’ birthday celebrations: a run that looks set to compare favourably with “The Mousetrap” in terms of enduring popularity (at least as far as Youngest Son and Daughter are concerned). There was cake – in fact, there were two cakes, as Wife had convinced herself that none of the [...]
The Kaiser Chiefs for Infants
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Daughter, Kaiser Chiefs on May 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Sunday, 15th April 2007 Driving back from a beautiful day in Richmond (enjoying the unseasonally hot weather before the hosepipe ban and stories about global warning get hitched up another level), we were listening to the radio when “Ruby” by The Kaiser Chiefs came on. Daughter (who is 2) went berserk: shrieking along to the [...]
Young Love
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Daughter, Love on May 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Friday, 18th January 2008 Daughter has acquired her first boyfriend. As she is only three, I don’t imagine that we are in for nights at the cinema alternated with furious rows over the telephone and tearful reconciliations: it’s more on the lines of “Can I see your toys?” – which is filthy in an adult [...]
