oldbloke's mutterings

Odd dream last night:

Away somewhere in Wales - probably Anglesey for the motor racing - traded my motor for a newer version of the same model. Less than 2 hours after getting home, looked out of the window to see it had a panel missing and a big dent in the next one. By the time I'd run out to it, the whole thing was gone. A neighbour told me who'd taken it and I went down to the supercafe/subrestaurant with lots of formica behind the bingo hall to confront him. Had dinged it and taken the panel to try to get it fixed, this proving impossible had taken the whole thing and sold it for 2600, so I said he had to get me 6000 by the end of Tuesday or he was a dead man and went off to the police, who came immediately (this is how I knew it was a dream), but he'd skipped to France on the hovercraft.

And then when I went downstairs in the morning, wondering what this strange dream might portend, the catflap was in bits on the kitchen floor.

Have you seen motorcycle trials?
Where they traverse really complex and difficult obstacles?
And the indoor version?
Did you know they do it with bicycles too?

BUT did you know they do it with UNICYCLES as well now?!?!?!?!?!?



The unicycle high jump record is 98cm.

Currently one of Jack's favourite commands/demands is "Chair!"

This of course means "sit down next to me and play with these toys/read this book with me"

So I do, but I always say something like "You should say 'Sit down'" or "Do you want me to sit down?".
But he's also recently discovered that it's funny to deliberately say the wrong thing, so this one could be a long job.