We all survived half-term. I think.
So, the holiday round-up:
- My niece did not sleep in her very own, very pink bedroom at my house. She (and her dog, Poppy) slept in “mummy’s room” – the other spare bedroom. Which meant that Finn was relegated to sharing with me. Like Jenny, he doesn’t seem to think single beds are worthy of the name “bed”. Either that or he shares my distaste for pink.
- I bought a new string for the three-quarter size guitar, a carry case (because you know it’s not going to get handled with care in transit, no matter how careful the five year old) and a basic music book that’s still technically too old. Both Granpa and I spent some time showing Jen where to put her fingers (me with the aid of the book) and she seems happy with it although she’s cheerfully ignoring all coaching.
- Oddly enough, I managed to walk off with Granpa’s guitar. I’m not entirely sure how that happened. Possibly the fact that I obviously enjoyed learning more than Jenny while round at his. I have been lent it indefinitely / until such time as I care to buy a replacement. Which is cool – even if I will have got into the habit of playing left-handed by then.
- We didn’t see Rio on Wednesday morning (IMDB link here: [External Link]), at least not all the way through. We lasted half an hour. In Jen’s defence, the bad guy (bird?) is voiced by Jemaine Clement doing what sounded like a very good Tim Curry impression.
- The computer died but it only took me twenty-four hours to get it back up and running, less some hard-drive(s). The worst hit in all of this is my genealogy hobby (yet again). The data are intact but I haven’t finished persuading the software I use that it wants to work with the Ubuntu operating system (yet again).
As you can probably guess, not much writing has got done. No change there, then. Things would probably go faster if I taught Finn to type and he could do his own work instead of looking at me with disappointment.