It’s just dawned on me that the hateful bastards in charge at Postman Pat PLC, have changed the the bloody theme tune. No longer is it “Postman Pat and his black and white cat”,no, it’s been replaced by a forgettable generic effort that washes over you like elevator muzak (hence why i just realised it […]
Nice and early. The blog review is up at LC.
Mrs. tyger and the kids are back. Toys are strewn across the floor and I’m constantly running up and down the stairs taking the boy to the loo (ah, the joys of toilet training). Of course the independent-minded little git has no intention of using a […]
Today’s blog review highlights the latest dispatch from Michael J. Totten, who has revisited the Iraqi city of Fallujah - the site of one of the biggest battles of the latest Iraq War (Operation Phantom Fury was an infamous siege where US forces used chemical weapons – namely White Phosphorous - on suspected insurgents).
The blog […]
Heat magazine is the bible of the celebrity-obsessed masses. It’s the magazine of choice for those who think Amy Winehouse’s drug hell constitutes “current affairs”. And it is the rag most likely to be read by a person who hasn’t had a decent night-out unless they’ve had a fight in kebab shop, been scuttled in […]
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Halloween, originally uploaded by fabbio.
Tonight is Halloween.
Now you can call me an old-crank spoilsport if you please, but I just don’t get why we’ve bought into this American holiday (although, yeah, I can totally […]
More of this. Knackered today. Watching Zombie Hotel. Don’t ask.
tyger jnr. is two-and-a-half and has just begun coming into our bed in the night.
I suppose we’re very lucky that the boy hasn’t started this before now. But he’s always been prone to waking up at around six - just when a lie-in was in the offing. You lie there, slowly stirring to hopeful cries […]
And so the quiet isolation is over. Mrs. tyger and the cubs are back.
Quite a shock to the system. The house took all of thirty seconds to look like a bomb had gone off. Cars, trains, toy phones, and balls were strewn all over the floor. A return to brief, broken sleep has also thrown […]
Having an empty house is not always great.
I know some of you stressed-out dads would not agree. “BLISS,†you’d scream. “HEAVEN,†you would no doubt cry. But seriously, and I say this with the absolute minimum intended smuggary, it really isn’t that great. I have been alone here at chez-tyger for over a month […]
The Mrs. and the kids have been away in Tallinn now for 2-and-a-half weeks, and they’re going to be another month or so before I see them again. I’m really busy so I’ve been sort of okay, but then Mrs. tyger sent me some pics, and now I’m pining for her and my cubs…
Don’t […]
Another night of broken sleep. I’m knackered today and I have a couple of appointments too. Still, shouldn’t complain, Mrs. tyger has it much worse; until the little one goes on the bottle, only she can feed her. I lack the equipment. Not that I’m not an expert on said equipment, you understand?
I’d better […]
When you have two kids your social life takes a kicking.
Even going to the movies entails a gargantuan level of preparation. So the parents of young children tend to end up at home most nights, sat there, hoping the sprogs sleep through the night, or at best, don’t vomit all over themselves. This is the […]
The kids - both of them - are not sleeping, which means Mrs. tyger and myself are not sleeping. At the moment I’m running on black coffee and marshmallow. I went to bed at 8am this morning - I had been up since 6am the previous morning.
Kindergarten Cop is on the TV. I […]
At about 6ish we were allowed to take the little one home. She’s gorgeous.
We enjoyed a celebratory glass of wine when my parents came over (although I polished off the bottle… hic!). Mrs. tyger will be going to Tallinn for 6-weeks in August to show her off.
The good news is tyger jnr. loved his sister […]
