A quick post in the commercial break. Needless to say, I am very excited to watch Game of Thrones. Before I used to have an idea of what was to happen as I had read the books, but this time, like so many I have no idea what is to happen next. And it is going to be so frustrating. I am of the view that the books and the series are to have different endings, and considering the way things have gone so far, I expect Cersei to win the throne in one, and Littlefinger to win in the other. On the topic of chess, the following tournaments have been lost by me Roses vii TGAP: Summer Championship 2015 - French Defense 30th Chess.com Quick Knockouts (1201-1400) play welll But I have been fortunate enough to win a few as well. Anyway, back to Game of Thrones...
First of all, the knee is improving. My wife can walk, which is a big improvement on this time last week. She can not walk far, but she is able to drive.
And that meant that yesterday, on St Georges Day, that we were able to celebrate our heritage and teach our children about it. However, they were not able to take part in the march in town today which both have taken part in the past as it would have been much too painful for my wife, that and my daughter has no uniform for Guides, which she has just joined after moving on from Brownies. So instead in the morning I took the kids out for a bike ride (again). My son took this picture of bluebells in the front garden before we went for our ride. While he had improved loads in the last ride, due to wind, he was not able to do as much as before, it may be that this was the most that he has ridden before. The only issue with working this out, was that when waiting for him in places I would be riding in circles, but it does not take away from the way that he has improved. Sadly, my daughter was not able to ride as much as her thigh was causing her pain and we stopped her ride quicker than I wanted to do so. But these rides are more for them rather than me. And on that issue, while I had wanted to be able to ride into work, I was not able to do so thanks to some issues with sleeping on Friday night. However, I have managed to complete one challenge with cycling. I have a lot more to do, and aim to get better. But I have told my wife that my intention is never to wear Lycra and to be honest, I am not sure I will get to the level of fitness where that would be needed. All this though makes up for the disappointment of the game against Sunderland. I had expected a draw, though I was hoping for a win. While Cech was impressive, Vito Mannone played as if he had a point to prove. When in a race, a draw is not good enough and we may not finish in the top four for the first time in ages. I watched it with friends while my wife watched another film while resting her poorly knee. And they were kind enough to feed our children and us and entertain us, which was much appreciated now as it has been in the past. Anyway, good night and enjoy the music as much as I am looking forwards to Game of Thrones!
Since my last post, my wife is still not up on her feet. But fortunately her mother has come up and is helping us, which means that the kids are being taken and picked up from school and fed. My wife is getting better, but without the help her mother is giving, I am not sure what we would have been able to do. I have been watching the football from the weekend. Of course, I am very annoyed that we did not win. From a season where we looked like we were going to end up with Cameron Diaz (i.e. win the title) we are now scrapping for Susan Boyle. And worse, the Scum may win the title and if they do, I can not see how Arsène can survive as the manager of the club. It is one thing not being able to compete with the money that the other clubs have been throwing about, but when they fail, it leaves the league open and when you are top of the league, to throw it away and worse, have our rivals exploit our weakness, well that is too hard to bear. While we have been unlucky with decisions going against us (as in other seasons), it is still not acceptable. The visit of West Ham to the Walkers Stadium was interesting as I feel the referee, like many others, got things wrong. While Vardy should have been sent off, both the penalties should not have been given. It is wrong that defenders foul the opposition in the penalty box and get away with it, but if you are going to act, the referee has to be consistent, not just in one game, but all in others. Anyway, time for bed now. And I hope you enjoy the music and song.
My mother hates sports so after being forced to go to a football game with her grandchildren this was her conclusion. Football consists of 22 men on the field desperately in need of a rest, and 40,000 in the stands desperately in need of exercise.
I ache but nothing compared to my wife. I have been out for a bike ride with the children this morning, maybe not the best thing after a late night out for all of us. Anyway, they are getting better compared to how they have been doing before. Both make me so proud. As I posted last week, my daughter had an accident when cycling. That actually resulted in her having to miss a day from school due to the pain and bruising that it caused. I did not mention this and she did not seem to let this affect her and did really well. She pushed me at the first part of the ride and appeared to be proud that I was having issues keeping up with her. My son and I went out for a ride earlier and he likewise was amazing. Likewise he was able to ride faster than before. He decided not to visit the skatepark but impressed me with just how much his stamina has improved. We then went to a barbecue. The kids had a great time, as did we, until my wife twisted her knee. It had been playing up since last week and on Friday got worse after a fall at work. But things got much worse when out today at the barbecue when my wife twisted it. We are now all hoping that she gets well soon.
Three old ladies are sitting around a table playing bridge and bragging about their sons. “My Freddie,” said Margaret, “Everyone should be so lucky to have a son like my Freddie. Once a week he brings me a huge bouquet of flowers, he’s constantly bringing me out to restaurants to eat, if I so much as hint that I want something the next morning it’s on my doorstep.” “That’s very nice about your Freddie”, says Gertrude. “But with all due respect, when I think about the way my Sammy takes care of me, it just can’t compare. Every morning as soon as I wake up he greets me with bacon and freshly brewed coffee. Every lunch he comes over and cooks me a gourmet lunch, and every supper he brings me to his house for supper, he truly treats me like a queen.” “WELL!” Says Barbara “I don’t want to make any of you feel bad or anything, but wait until you hear about my Harry, twice a week he pays someone $200 an hour just so he can lie on their couch and talk to them, and who do you think he speaks about at those prices? Asks Barbara with a big excited double chin smile, “I’ll tell you who he speaks about! ALL HE SPEAKS ABOUT IS ME!”
“Shouldn't the Prime Minister’s critics really just snap out of their synthetic indignation and admit that their real point is that they hate anyone who’s even got a hint of wealth in their life?” "Duncan was educated at two independent schools: Beechwood Park School in Markyate, and Merchant Taylors' School in Northwood, at both of which he was 'Head Monitor' (head boy)." He had gone on to say that if you were against our Prime Minister taking part in tax avoidance that you are someone who does not achieve. I do not deny that Sir Alan Duncan has worked hard, but it also appears that compared to most in our great nation that he was born with a silver spoon in this mouth. And I hate it when people like that judge the work ethic of those who were not born with breaks like that. I am biased in that I see so many people who do work very hard, but despite doing so, due to not having the beaks others have had are not well off. "We are all in this together" if you went to private school or had daddy to pay when you trashed restaurants which strangely enough does not apply to the rest of us. Now I have a depressed skull fracture from the school I went to. I had six different biology teachers for my A-levels at my school and we had so many issues with physics teachers one taught our class in pre-SI units. I would like to think that I have achieved something. I work with a fantastic team who are amazing and give their all and they have not had the luck of being born into the wealth that this MP has. So if not paying your fair share of tax for schools (which do not have enough teachers), the NHS (which is having to make cuts and doesn't have enough staff in any area), the armed forces) which are asked to send men and women into danger with cuts) etc is right, then I still need to go back to school because I think that our Prime Minister shouldn't cut benefits to the most vulnerable in society and make unsustainable cuts to public services and then not pay the tax everyone else (who isn't rich) should pay.
A lot more time has passed since my last post. I do try to post, but I do not have the time in this job that I had in my last one to do so. But, still, I am much happier in this one compared to the others, in fact, this is the best job that I have had. Anyway, back to the children. My daughter, following an accident on her bike on the weekend was not able to go back to school on Monday. My son however did so. The bike ride on Sunday was one where my wife came along. I took the kids one by one on a more challenging trip for them and at first I took my son, and then later my daughter. We met up with my wife on the way home and we did a U-turn to follow them home. Only I did and I took my eye off my daughter who promptly fell over injuring her stomach on the handlebars of the bike. She was in a lot of pain and this tore at the hearts of both my wife and myself. While my wife rode home as fast as she could to get the car, a lady came over from her garden and someone else stopped to help. I think that this drove my daughter to get up and walk and by the time my wife had got home and got the car, we were already half way home and away from the road. Anyway, she is not better yet, but is on the mend, and my son was amazing. I know he gets shocked (as any brother would) when his sister is hurt, but he was great and like his sister, deserves praise. Anyway, once again it is time for bed. Goodnight!
The pictures are from our garden, taken today by my daughter while I was mowing the lawn. She was going around taking pictures with her brother (I hope to post some of his pictures at a later date). There was a lot of grass to cut, and today was a great day to do so. While I had been hoping to do this on Wednesday, I felt it was too wet to do so quickly, so instead, did it today. Over this time, we played catch in the garden every now and then. Afterwards, it was the bike ride that the kids now love, though this time I went with my son at first, and then later, my daughter. I took my son to one of the Skate Park's in Colchester. We had been there before, but I did not feel that he was up to trying it today. And today he gave it ago. I did not think that he should give it a go, there were other kids there (who were okay about him giving it a go), but he went for it. He did slip, into a puddle, along with a girl who was using a scooter at the time, but got up and continued. I have to say, he is amazing. I would not have had the courage to try it and would have been too embarrassed to continue if I had fallen, but he is much braver than I am. To say that I was glowing with pride was an understatement. And of course, my daughter also did well with her outing. It was a route that we had been on before and she did very well cycling faster than she had done before (which meant more exercise for me). The only downside was that both kids were tired and this did mean snapping at each other and tears, and my wife has quite rightly given be a warning about this. Anyway, time for bed. Goodnight!
