Do I dare come back here?

we'll see

the pub & venue is now www.newcontinental.net

and the arts world work is now www.theyeatculture.org

the baby? 2 years 2 months. Brill.

The pigeon? No idea.

what i've been doing in the meantime...

I should really check up on my pigeon. but in the meantime, this is what i've been doing...

refurbishing and opening a pub (yes, really)

normal intermittent service will resume at some point soon

The bid & buy

The birds

Before the auction

Time flies when you’re busy singing nursery rhymes

Ok now I have been outed by new mama Manchizzle, and friend A (Cornwall ex-pat now en Londres) has busted me, I thought I better get back on it. The blogging. Heaven knows where the last month has gone, except for being frittered on meetings about A New Venture, epic wedding parties 1&2 (no, not mine), attempts to tame my soft rock hair, and hothousing the child genius. Not in that order.

...I'll persevere with some pigeon pictures. Eventually.

Letting sleeping babies lie

Yesterday, I sat in the car park of sainsbury's while s. slept in his seat. I didn't want to wake him as he has recently decided that sleep is for losers and he doesn't want to play that game. So any sleep is a good thing. I sat there, reading the remenants of the sunday papers that always get left in the car, nearly falling asleep myself, and pretended to myself I'd do the shopping when he woke up. After fifteen minutes I decided to pull the plug on the shopping experience and drove home. I dared to dream that the sleep would continue.

S woke up once we crunched onto the drive. Sleep was once more for losers.