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Wednesday, April 02, 2014

Lisa and I have had our first Easter card...


I think there's a bit of bird poo on the egg, but the message inside is quite touching...


That girl will do anything for chocolate. Back in the old days, of course, she'd vocalise her feelings whilst crawling across the table in her rain coat with a tub of Vaseline...


But she's a lot more subtle these days. A written reminder about Easter is more her style. Although she's also quite willing to hand us shopping lists.

Anyhoo, yesterday was the first of April, a day when I fully expect to get prank phone calls first thing in the morning. And sure enough, I had a message at 7:40am asking me to rush over to Hove to cover a clinic at short notice. Naturally I entered into the spirit of things and played along, with the expectation that when I got there, someone would jump out at me and shout "April Fool!", but as it transpired, the only people I found there were patients. Although I hadn't had time to shower, so the joke was on them.

The good news is that it gave me the opportunity to advise a gentleman who wanted to know whether hot cross buns would give him retinopathy. I told him they might cause a microbuneurysm, but I think I'd lost him by that point.

I finished the day with a bit of overtime, the proceeds of which I immediately blew on this...

I've wanted one for ages. It's actually a Lalaloopsy, which Wikipedia describes as a "plastic rag doll". That's the 21st century for you.

In addition to an outstanding report at last week's parents' evening, Amelie has also earned another Silver Award this week for being consistently fabulous and resistant to nits (or something). It's her third one since September, which is the maximum possible, and means she's now in line for a Gold Award and beatification at a future school assembly.

So with that in mind, we decided we ought to reward the girl for her efforts by giving her some plastic tat. And the current tat of choice is Lalaloopsy. According to the packaging, it's suitable "For ages 4 to 104", although in reality I think it's aimed purely at those two extremes. You'd either have to be child-like or senile.

1 comments:

Phil's Mum said...

I think Amelie was more polite at 18 months than she is now!