Unlucky for some…… very unlucky for others :o) 
Stop press – Paul’s fixed it. Turns out it had half a beach’s worth of sand in the filter that needed flushing out – whoops! The kids actually christened the pool at the weekend.
Mr Cheese - headed for Madagascar on his inflatable croc!
There was an iceberg in the deep end and Mr Cheese nodded off into a cold-induced coma for three hours afterwards, but they’ve been in.
Her arms have frozen to her side like that - she couldn't move them if she wanted to :o)
Pentley missed going in by the skin of his whiskers! He was trying to catch various things that were floating in the pool and more than once he misjudged things and got his paws wet. It’s only a matter of time before the furry f*ckwit ends up in the drink. He was woofing at the inflatable crocodile that the kids were floating around on. Good to know that his watch-dog duties extend to inflatable pool toys that may threaten the kids. He really is a few bones short of a carcass. 
She's swimming!
Other news? Well, not a lot really. Work’s been really busy and Paul’s been driving about like a headless chicken up and down the freeway. I’ve been trying to get things sorted at home still, but I’ve lost motivation now we’re actually ‘in’. I start jobs and then get distracted and move onto something else and consequently, the first job never gets finished :o( I still have a mountain of washing and ironing to contend with that is approaching the size where it can register for it’s own postcode.
Darcie had her school excursion to a children’s forest in Baldivis. Only about a 20 minute drive from school, but they got the trip on the bus, which is the major cause of excitement. She had a fab time and got to stroke a koala, a black headed python and plant trees and plants and learn about conservation.
Sam had another two soccer matches for the school and they won their first game on Friday. To say they were pleased was an understatement. 
He also received a merit certificate for his ‘future profession’ speech he made to his class last week. His teacher was really impressed with the effort he put in *snort* and the research (that’ll be the five minutes before school, scrabbling around looking for ‘props’ to take in that he said he would blag about if people asked him questions that he didn’t know the answers to). His teacher did say to Paul on the day that he made the speech it was one of the best in the class. He’d put a great deal of effort into it, kept the classes’ attention and attracted the most questions of any of the pupil’s talks. A born salesman if ever there was one……. ‘OK, OK, I’ll buy it! Now will you PLEASE stop talking?????’ lol!
Darcie brought a note home on Friday to say that she’s getting a merit certificate in this week’s assembly too. A real run of achievement – although she’s not sure what she’s getting hers for. Will let you know what’s written on it in the next blog update. She’s only mentioned it several thousand times a day since Friday!
Our V expensive post box! You'd better write to us to make this worthwhile, you lot!
Paul in his office. He's come a long way from the garage (about 4 metres - ha ha ha)
Our solar heating for the pool. Hopefully will melt a few icebergs in the coming weeks :o)
Thirteen has been the number of the week. Not because today is Friday the 13th (if you are actually reading this and haven’t stayed under the duvet hiding today!), but because Paul and I commiserated, (whoops, sorry – CELEBRATED) our 13th Wedding Anniversary on Tuesday. I’m quite proud of the fact that we’ve chalked up 13 years. OK, it’s not a diamond anniversary (I’ve Googled it and 13 is ‘lace’ apparently, so I’ll crochet us something commemorative!), but these days, 13 years ain’t bad going, all things considered! So, yeay us! Gail and Paul came over the babysit, so Paul and I headed into Perth for a meal. It was lovely. We went to the Grand Palace which was very nice ‘posh’ Chinese. Had a good scoff, a giggle and were back home by 9pm! (we live the high life in WA!). Well, there was no point staying out any longer. We’d eaten enough; drank enough and I didn’t want to take the mickey out of Gail and Paul on their first babysitting offer. As it turns out, they were quite disappointed to have us back so early. The kids were on their best behaviour, Sam had cooked a lovely curry and they were going to make rice pudding with the excess rice when we turned up to spoil the fun.
The paver has eventually finished the paving now and we can move on to phase number 100235216 which is the landscaping. The pool fencing should be installed this week sometime (although this is Australia, so it might happen sometime before 2010 if we’re lucky!). It will be nice to get some grass down. I’m fed up of bringing half a beach in on my feet from the garage to the front door. I think we’ve broken the pool pump and will have to get the man back to fix it :o(
The paver has eventually finished the paving now and we can move on to phase number 100235216 which is the landscaping. The pool fencing should be installed this week sometime (although this is Australia, so it might happen sometime before 2010 if we’re lucky!). It will be nice to get some grass down. I’m fed up of bringing half a beach in on my feet from the garage to the front door. I think we’ve broken the pool pump and will have to get the man back to fix it :o(
Delaney's Angels (playing with the water pistols that Mum sent over in a Jiffy bag. YES! They were stopped by Customs before you ask (can't think why - what do you think they look like in a jiffy bag, Mum???)
Stop press – Paul’s fixed it. Turns out it had half a beach’s worth of sand in the filter that needed flushing out – whoops! The kids actually christened the pool at the weekend.
Mr Cheese - headed for Madagascar on his inflatable croc!
There was an iceberg in the deep end and Mr Cheese nodded off into a cold-induced coma for three hours afterwards, but they’ve been in.
Her arms have frozen to her side like that - she couldn't move them if she wanted to :o)
Pentley missed going in by the skin of his whiskers! He was trying to catch various things that were floating in the pool and more than once he misjudged things and got his paws wet. It’s only a matter of time before the furry f*ckwit ends up in the drink. He was woofing at the inflatable crocodile that the kids were floating around on. Good to know that his watch-dog duties extend to inflatable pool toys that may threaten the kids. He really is a few bones short of a carcass.
She's swimming!
Other news? Well, not a lot really. Work’s been really busy and Paul’s been driving about like a headless chicken up and down the freeway. I’ve been trying to get things sorted at home still, but I’ve lost motivation now we’re actually ‘in’. I start jobs and then get distracted and move onto something else and consequently, the first job never gets finished :o( I still have a mountain of washing and ironing to contend with that is approaching the size where it can register for it’s own postcode.
Darcie had her school excursion to a children’s forest in Baldivis. Only about a 20 minute drive from school, but they got the trip on the bus, which is the major cause of excitement. She had a fab time and got to stroke a koala, a black headed python and plant trees and plants and learn about conservation.
Sam had another two soccer matches for the school and they won their first game on Friday. To say they were pleased was an understatement.
He also received a merit certificate for his ‘future profession’ speech he made to his class last week. His teacher was really impressed with the effort he put in *snort* and the research (that’ll be the five minutes before school, scrabbling around looking for ‘props’ to take in that he said he would blag about if people asked him questions that he didn’t know the answers to). His teacher did say to Paul on the day that he made the speech it was one of the best in the class. He’d put a great deal of effort into it, kept the classes’ attention and attracted the most questions of any of the pupil’s talks. A born salesman if ever there was one……. ‘OK, OK, I’ll buy it! Now will you PLEASE stop talking?????’ lol!
Darcie brought a note home on Friday to say that she’s getting a merit certificate in this week’s assembly too. A real run of achievement – although she’s not sure what she’s getting hers for. Will let you know what’s written on it in the next blog update. She’s only mentioned it several thousand times a day since Friday!
A few more photos to keep you in the loop.
Our V expensive post box! You'd better write to us to make this worthwhile, you lot!
Paul in his office. He's come a long way from the garage (about 4 metres - ha ha ha)
Our solar heating for the pool. Hopefully will melt a few icebergs in the coming weeks :o)
