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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Role ModelSadly, Big Sis had to return to Wiltshire yesterday to watch some grass grow and dream of living within fifty miles of an Asda. She left a lasting impression on Amelie though. Or she would have done if the wind had changed.

My brother and his family stayed another night, but they too departed this morning, leaving Lisa, Amelie and me as the only house guests still outstaying our welcome. Fortunately, however, we managed a family game of charades before everyone fled, the highlight of which was when my Dad attempted to convey a two-word film by simply pointing at Lisa. I immediately shouted "Desperate Housewives!", only to be told it was 'Pretty Woman'. I don't think I came out of that very well.

But the good news is that since leaving us yesterday afternoon, Big Sis has had a change of heart, and decided that I can post the video of her dancing. Even though she looks fat. (Those are her words, not mine). Unfortunately for her, I've had a change of heart too, and I don't really want to. I can be awkward like that. But for the sake of family unity, I've decided to compromise, and publish a short excerpt which makes both her and Amelie look good. Amelie, because it showcases her finest dance step, and Sis, because she's not really in it.

This was actually filmed during an encore performance on Boxing Day, and features my niece just out of shot on the left. She also threatened me with violence if I publish the whole thing, so I'm treading a fine line here. Much like Amelie on the dance floor...

It gives a whole new meaning to the phrase 'foot-tapping music'. I'd also like to congratulate my parents on doing their bit for healthy eating by disguising the seven tubes of Pringles with a fruit bowl.

As it happens, I'm going to need Amelie's talents as a dancer to start paying the bills pretty soon. My car had its annual service and MOT today, and needed £600 worth of work done. At least, that's what they told me. To be honest, it felt exactly the same when I drove it home as when I drove it there, so I think they just parked it outside for six hours and topped up my screenwash. Admittedly, with the cost of printer ink these days, that MOT certificate can't have come cheap, but I do wonder if my daughter's not the only one leading me a merry dance.


Anonymous said...

Three slender women on show there, no one has anything to worry about.  Except you.  £600?  Ouch.

jon the bassist said...

I think both your Big Sis and Am were a little surprised by that gnome in Amelies hair!

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