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Saturday, May 17, 2014

I'm not certain who was responsible for the carefully placed alarm clock which was set for 3:35am, switched to the 'on' position, and positioned at the side of my bed last night, but firstly I can report that it works remarkably well, and secondly, the fact that it's bright pink and has the word 'Barbie' plastered all over it, gives me a pretty good idea who to kill.

Suffice it to say, I was up quite early this morning. But ironically, it wasn't Amelie who ended up in a box before lunchtime...

Admittedly I was a bit of a killjoy by not letting her make him a steering wheel, but I think she was heading for our best dinner plates at the time.

Anyhoo, when he's not screaming that he wants to go faster, Toby's spent most of the day walking around with a radish, which is the kind of surreal activity you get used to in this house. He's been watching quite a lot of Mr Bloom's Nursery on Cbeebies, so to him, it's not so much a salad item as a Wee MacGregor.

The good news is that even with a root vegetable in his hand, he can still risk his neck in a foolhardy climbing adventure...

The interesting thing is that the first seventeen times he does that, you pick him up and put him straight back down on the floor. The eighteenth time, you film it. And from the nineteenth time onwards, you just ignore it and decide you don't care. At the time of writing, he's still alive, but I don't imagine that'll last.

As it happens, what Toby's actually trying to say at the end of that video is that we now have the capability to watch DVDs again. After a tough week at work, battling a heavy cold and an even heavier workload, I picked Amelie up from the school disco yesterday evening, took her swimming, then headed down to Asda, before finally collapsing on the sofa to watch a DVD with Lisa. At which point we discovered that Toby had spent yesterday stuffing jigsaw puzzle pieces into the DVD drawer, broken the open & close mechanism, and rendered the whole machine useless.

It was ironic, because I'd bought Amelie a new DVD at Asda last night, and she wanted to watch it first thing this morning. Which is possibly why she set that alarm. As a result, she and I were standing inside Argos on the dot of nine-thirty this morning, buying the cheapest model available. Partly because we don't have much money, but mainly because Toby's got a lot more jigsaws.

Fortunately we don't have to worry about the entertainment tonight. Lisa and I have been invited round for dinner by a doctor at the hospital. I think she's conducting a clinical trial about the effects of stress and exhaustion. Or possibly she just needs bodies for her next post mortem. Either way, we'll be asleep before the main course.


Phil's Mum said...

I've just remarked to your father that I'm glad Toby is quiet and shy when he comes here.

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