The little one is nearly 3 weeks old, and still without a name. You get six weeks, and then the UK government insists you make your choice, because you need to register. I don't know what happens if you call their bluff at that point, perhaps they assign a name, for boys, Winston or William.
Six weeks is also the age he can have his first dummy, so you can't give a dummy to a child without a name, in this country.
Last weekend was cousin zach's baptism, he was joined by some adult baptisms and so got the full immersion tub.
Here's us with G&G out the front of Ascension Church, in the sun before the service.
I'm not doing the 'T' thing in the headings any more, it's always me doing the posts, anita's last one was 2 and half years ago, I think.
Sweet as Sebastian looks in these photos, we couldn't keep this lovely jumper from Aunty Megan, because it really is a little too sweet for our little pocket dynamo. So like the awful judge in blood meridian, we here record in our journal and destroy the original.
Here's anita, days before the new baby was born. Lacking something in generosity, Eddie's first comment when he saw anita after the baby was born was "mum, why is your tummy still big?"
It isn't now, of course, but we are in a guileless phase. Perhaps not for long, he looked guilty when I found him in the kitchen this morning, not saying 'good morning'; his smile returned when he showed me the freddo frog concealed behind his back. Where did you get that? I asked. From the wrapper, he replied literally, opening the rubbish bin to show me.
Well, we still don't know his NAME, but we do know that adding 1 newborn to 2 other youngsters doesn't make a lot of difference to our days & lives. If Anita does ask you what you think of name X, please politely decline to answer, as we otherwise may never get there.
Born: 11th July 2008, 2PM (At home) Weight: 3.6 KG
So, we have a new son! Sebastian was very affectionate, and the car you can see at his shoulder was a gift from Sebastian. Eddie said "he wants some milk".
As sweet as they may look here, left to their own devices, there is only one word and it is Shenanigans. I don't think anything better applies to the sort of aimless mischief that the two boys will get up to, without supervision. Eddie wandered out of his room at 10pm a couple of nights ago, complaining of a sore foot. Anita went in, and the scene that presented itself was a sort of cheerful chaos. The light was on, Sebastian sitting calmly, somehow marooned in his cot, amidst books, toys, various soft furnishings including rugs, all of which Eddie had somehow managed to lift into the cot. We chastised them gently, though it was hard to feel anything other than amused.
In Kansas City, they laugh at their neighbours in South Carolina, for taking such pride in having "International" in the title of their airport. They got it courtesy of an irregular flight to Germany, put on by the airlines to service BMW management flying from headquarters to their US manufacturing plant. Now, Cardiff city airport is also International due to the odd flight to Europe. Apparently to glam it up a bit, the Welsh are thinking of renaming it "Tom Jones International", which of course would get my vote.
So, onto my real point, my newly found fame in a small section of central London. It's because I share a name with the singer that I was approached to appear in a fairly local advertising campaign in Victoria, near Buckingham Palace. (This is all pretty weird, so bear with me).
The theme is 'Tom Jones shops at Cardinal Place', 'Julia Roberts shops at Cardinal Place', etc. Except that 'Tom Jones' is just me, and 'Julia Roberts' is a shop assistant from Croydon. That sort of thing. So they have made posters in the local Tube stations, and also these bizarre little videos (see above).
I was impressed with the integrity of the advertising agency, bothering to use people who actually shared the name with the star: but as it turns out they had no choice if they want to avoid being sued by the more famous owner of the name.
Anyhow, you can see the campaign online...if you can be bothered, you need to mess about a bit to find my profile on this website.
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