Hip hip, hooray!

Happy Birthday to Christopher, the "one" boy. We had a nice lunch today to celebrate, with cousins, siblings, and a Godfather. The hero of the moment was very well behaved, despite a shortage of sleep, and a runny nose. He didn't really have a clue about the candle, and when the cake was put in front of him for inspection, he left a beautiful hand-print in the icing - no doubt for posterity.

Packing is much more advanced today, as are several of the other administrative details. There's still trampoline disassembly and various other pastimes to keep us amused tomorrow, while the first lot of packers are here. Tomorrow will be difficult, with the microwave, highchair, and other chattels winging their way westwards (and north, a little, too). But we'll cope somehow, I'm sure. I wonder how it will compare with the flights.

Today's random link is to the Spooky Men's Chorale. I first heard their "Don't stand between a man and his tool" (it's G-rated) on ABC Classic FM a year or two ago, and decided that this was the sort of CD I needed. The last track on their Tooled Up CD could be quite relevant to current affairs.

We're off to play with sparklers now, just before Christopher's bath & bed. Ha! that sounds like a sign off. But I don't stop that easily, do I... No, having the camera out meant it was time for some time exposure experiments. I think we could claim partial success with this one, at least as a learning experience.