Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
This is the actual script from Two Towers, with adjustments."No! You don't understand. We are Hobbits, Kiwis, Halflings. Shirefolk!"
"War has come to Rohan. We must ride (or walk) to Edoras with speed."
"You said this fortress (wooden block tower) would never fall while your men defend it. They still defend it. They have died defending it!"
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
The winter is truly settling in here. The winds are kicking up and the mercury has plummeted. It's not everyone's favourite time of year. Although I have to agree with a journalist I was reading last week where she said that this was in fact her favourite time of year as there was no pressure to be anywhere or to do anything. October and November are indeed nothing months in terms of weather and they sort of melt together into an abyss of empty productiveness. I saw a friend had already "elfed themself", which I was then tempted to go and tell them "f*** themselves" too as it is only November and I thought they were perhaps jumping the gun a little. I didn't, and held back. But I guess they know now huh? Anyway, these are those times and now I have the photos up I can show you the green grass of our balcony, finished in August and modelled by none other than Mr Rollerskates 1972, Benjamin.
Well, we've managed to finally get some time to download some more photos of the Wilkinson Jr, and it seems as if he just keeps getting cuter! I don't know maybe I'm biased? Anyway, these new dungarees look like the real deal. Especially with his little red suitcase. Hi-Ho it's off to work he goes...
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
A few moments later we realised it was actually part of a bigger plan. The plan being the classic piece of Kiwiana, which most kiwi kids had, the plastic 3 wheeler. These things will run until the cows come home. They are almost indestructable, I think they are made by NASA. (It says they are made in China, maybe NASA is outsourcing?). Who can forget the classic hard plastic wheels and the sound of them grinding, cracking and skidding over stones on driveways throughout the country. Brilliant! (I miss NZ)
His Grandma or, mormor as she is affectionately well known as (in Sweden anyway) sent a unicycle for Benjamin's 1st birthday present. We were initially a little shocked and we thought that was a tad inappropriate as the wee man wasn't even doing wheelies yet on his skateboard and he may not quite be up to unicycling, but alas, we were trumped again. Benji grabbed the one wheeler and off he went.