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Monday, October 01, 2012

Today was my first day of jury service, an important civic duty which is expected to last for the next two weeks, and is, on today's evidence at least, a lot like 'Waiting for Godot', but with slightly more hanging around. Fortunately, things picked up significantly this afternoon, but due to my overwhelming fear of following Matthew Banks and Joanne Fraill down the road of juror stupidity to the nearest jail, that's about all I'm prepared to say about it. At least until I sign a book deal at the end of the trial.

In the meantime, the old folks down at the Brighton Retirement Castle have got a new entertainments coordinator in...


She's got little regard for health & safety, but she does come with her own hospital. And here it is...


It's actually a Puppy Hospital, which opens out to reveal a bustling maternity wing, complete with newborn dogs in nappies. So it's quite realistic. It's just one of the many presents that Amelie received yesterday on the first of her two official birthdays. The second one's tomorrow.

When she turned two in 2010, Amelie looked like this at her birthday tea, but there's a gulf of difference between a toddling two-year-old and a fully formed fourster. Yesterday she looked like this...


You can tell she's a lot older because she's reaching for a pair of glasses.

Anyhoo, we successfully managed to convince her that we'd made that cake ourselves, but sadly we were less successful when it came to written instructions. I bought her a new toy box to store all her puppies and kittens, and on the side it bears the legend: 'Keep Calm and Tidy Up'. Having seen it for the first time yesterday, she asked her Grandma what it said, and when told, she instantly declared, "I'm not going to do that. They're just joking".

Twenty-four hours later, I can tell you she's a girl of her word.

2 comments:

Phil's Mum said...

Are you sure it's not the very lethal knife that she's reaching for?

Dave East said...

Happy Birthday Am.