The Inquisitor

He comes with searching personal questions.
He doesn't want answers.
He wants you to think.
This is John's brother Harry. He and Sandra are in town and came over last night for coffee and reminiscing and family chat; it was really nice. I remember many years ago overhearing Harry ask John something about being happily married, still in love, etc. And he asked him, "Are you getting better at loving her?"
What a great question, I thought.
Well, back on a similar theme, Harry last night threw out this thought, "But how do you show the other person that you love them?"
So I've been chewing on that one all day.
He's better than Oprah.

That time of year

Well it's award ceremony time of the year again - and tonight Claire was entered into the Hall of Silver dancing fairies (hosted by the Dixie Chicks, and her sister fairies) and tried on Cinderella's glass slipper which was a bit too big. JR

Tune+Lyrics

I'm just working on a new tune and some lyrics to tell these crazy people I live with what life is really about!

Claire

Man-Eaters

The head of the Chinese Dragon we made with children at Ailsa's school.

The head of the girl who thinks everything should be tasted.

Word Supremacy

No photo today, just some thoughts from Sharon, thoughts on words with dge in them.

Wedge: a triangular piece of something to stick under your door.
Budge: usually said when someone or something won't, when they're a bit stuck.
Fridge: a big, heavy object, very difficult to move
Sludge: a sticky gooey mess
Sledge: the British word for sled, sleigh or toboggan. Somehow it hasn't got the speed or fun of those other words. A sledge would just get stuck in a snowbank. "Just hear those sledge bells ringaling...".

Sorry, people, it is wrong and must be eradicated.

Yet More Tartan

I promise to tone down the tartan/scot-o-rama element of this blog soon, but here is a picture of Ailsa exiting the stage at a school event last Saturday night. It was a Scottish Homecoming/International evening, with food, songs, dances, dragons, henna and face painting, national costumes, all sorts of merriment. Ailsa did a wee highland dance routine. And her beautiful tartan kilt and waistcoat were handsewn by her Oma about 32 years ago.

Here's a shot of the henna hand.

Sharon