Flashback

And I wonder what compilation will define the Muskateers generation,  I am working on it now

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=HeEWtNaW6KE

Week 5/6 : Woo hoo and waaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Theres a chance that the little mite will SMILE one of these days. An utterly awesome, momentous, satisfying, magic, delightful moment. Words simply can't do it justice. If not this week, it's very close. Of course, nature juxtaposes this beautiful occurrence with a growth spurt. A gritty, shitty, wild, confusing and exhausting day or two where anything remotely predictable or easy and calm about the bambino get tossed out the window with your distant social life. 

Bunker down, tough moments feel relentless but HONESTLY don't last long. Flap jacks, banana bread and salted caramel chocolate Florentines washed down with a classic English Breakfast brew or a hearty Malbec should go a long way to making the hours feel like minutes. 

Work work work

A Poem from my 2009 archive....

Possibly run by Tweedle Dumb and Tweedle Dee,

Britain blinked to find a shattered economy,

In whom do we trust and what’s it all for?

As; for pennies we scramble around of the floor,

Stuck in a rut with shrouded vision,

What do I need with multiple division?

It may pay the bills but smile I will not,

As each day I turn up like the other robots,

Drilled down to the ‘Toads’ that Larkin depicted,

The labours of work seem to have inflicted,

Inability to see beyond the routine,

Scared to step out and reach for what be the dream,

What be the dream, what be it indeed?

Far off and forgotten, too consumed in greed,

To bother to pick up the sullen head,

Plonked in the sand is easier instead,

But the bold and the beautiful, they’ll find their way,

By pushing the boundaries, unashamed to stray,

From the comfort and fear of their monotonous work,

To seek what more out there might lurk,

Economy, on you we should not excuse,

Our lack of assertiveness, that new pair of shoes,

Instead we should look within our very selves,

Before we’re choking in dust up on the shelves.