Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Orchid



Sorry - I couldn't resist one more flower photo.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Downtime


Sometimes it all gets too much for us.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Roy & Nerys


Helen's uncle Roy and auntie Nerys came over to visit on Saturday.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

sweets for my sweet


Today is our 6th wedding anniversary - a chance to reflect on how lucky I am, and how much I love my beautiful wife.

I have been told that sugar is the symbol for 6th anniversaries, which made the present buying affordable!

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Mummy's boys



Helen is getting used to the fact that in our home, the toilet seat will always be left up.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Ryan Smith for England?



Ryan scans the sports pages for hints that Sven will place him on standby for the world cup. Of course his mum won't let him play for any team until he wipes the jam off his face.

We bought him the new England shirt as a present when Alex was born, and he hasn't taken it off since! Originally he wanted Wayne Rooney's name on the back, but after his injury Ryan decided his old favourite Steven Gerrard would be a safer bet.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

The electric chair



When Alex gets a bit fractious, and we have tried the usual things - feeding him, burping him, changing his nappy, cuddling him - to no avail, the last resort is the electric chair.

It looks like your bog standard baby bouncer, but switch it on and it vibrates at high speed, emitting a purring sound. When all else fails it can be relied upon to quieten Alex down..... for a few minutes.

Monday, May 22, 2006

Flowers






As you can see, I like taking close-up photos of flowers, and we have had plenty to practise on recently!

Our thanks for these go out to Lynda and Michael, my mum, all at the Camden Society, the Media & Communications Dept at Goldsmiths, and Maria Harry and Laura at number 34.

And thanks too for all the lovely cards and gifts.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Paul & Lesley


Auntie Lesley....




and Uncle Paul.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Down on the farm


Paul Lesley and Emma came to visit Alex, and together we all went to the local farm's open day. Sadly my favourite, the pot-bellied pig was not receiving visitors, but we were in time to see a birds of prey demonstration. I'll admit to shielding the pram as a rather large owl swooped to within 10 feet of us!




Ryan sandwich!
It's always lovely to see the Jones family, and Ryan and Emma get on really well despite the age difference. I wonder how long it will be until Alex joins in the fun?

Friday, May 12, 2006

Home at last



More photos here. At last Alex and Helen came home today. Kings wanted to keep Alex under observation in the Special Care Baby Unit for 48 hours, in case of breathing difficulties. Having to take him up there when he had been with Helen all night and most of the morning was quite upsetting.

He seemed to be fine though, and the next day when triplets and quadruplets arrived in the unit they decided Helen could have him back on the ward after all. It then took another day of endless waiting before mother and baby could be discharged.

Ryan is very pleased to have his mum back home.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Birthday




Words cannot express the relief, or the pride that I feel tonight...

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Spring


It feels like spring has finally arrived, a month or so late. The daffodils on Goldsmiths College Green didn't show en masse until mid-April this year, and the tulips have only recently appeared in a blaze of colour. Suddenly there's blossom blowing through the streets, and dandelions speckling the lawn outside my window. Beautiful.


We sowed our salad garden seeds over Easter, but so far only the rocket and lollo rosso have appeared. I'm always impatient when it comes to watching seeds grow. The grape vine is covered in fresh buds though, and I still haven't bottled last year's wine.


I never thought I would enjoy gardening, but it's amazing what can happen after 10 years of living in flats, especially when you realise you can grow food, and even wine. The neighbours think we are trying to live The Good Life; they probably wouldn't be surprised to see us get some chickens or a goat.