Day 31: Invisible Violin and French Horns...

Today I tapped on the mirror to get Oscar's attention and he turned to see where the sound was coming from. To check it wasn't a fluke I called Mummy over and he did it again! And he said 'oh' twice while I was playing him Flanders and Swan on youtube. I couldn't get him to repeat that for Mummy though. I suspect he was teasing me.

"I once had a whim and I had to obey it to buy a French horn from a second hand shop. I polished it up and I started to play it in spite of my neighbours who begged me to stop."

Day 30: 1 Month Old!

Time certainly flies when you're having fun. Fun and not much sleep that is. Actually, if you add up all the bits and pieces of sleep you get, it comes to a fair bit. Not as much as one would like of course, but not *awful*. Tasha and I are tag team sleeping, so I stay up late to give the dream feed while she gets an early night and she handles the mornings while I stay in bed but get woken up by phone calls, the dustmen, the cats and the postman.

Day 26: Yay for summer!

If there's one thing that kills anaglyph images it's compression. Unfortunately sites like blogspot seem to re compress files over a certain size! That's why some of the images here look great and some have ghosting in places. I've been experimenting with smaller file sizes to try to stop blogspot recompressing. If I do the compression I can control the ghosting a lot better than the automated system they use!

Day 29: First time sitting on the Dragon!

We have a disused railway line nearby that the local council have turned into a place for joggers with iPods to get hit by cyclists with no bells.
People also come there to put their dog poo on display which is nice.

When the men with chainsaws came to thin out the trees, some artistic chaps took it upon themselves to carve out various objects into the stumps. The most impressive of these is the Magic Dragon. We discovered the magic when walking with our friends and their kids (including a few godchildren and a smattering of nephews) a few years ago. If you sing the Magic Dragon song he sometimes gives you sweets that seem to magically appear in his mouth while you are sitting on him posing for a photo!

Two versions this time, one for red/cyan glasses, the other for freeviewing (cross eyed or parallel)

Day 28. Life without the nipple shields?

Oscar has never been a natural latcher-on, so we, (I say we, I mean Tasha of course) have been using little silicone covers that are easier for babies to get on with.
Last night Tasha gave it a go au naturel and he went for it! Seems like the shields have trained him :)

Day 24. Michael Jackson.

All I need is a balcony and one white glove.

Day 25. Baby swap

Years ago, before the dawn of musical taste, I was in a pop group with my old chum Peter Spring. We went on tour with Peter Andre, made CDs and even appeared on the Big Breakfast. Radio 1 played our song and then faxed our agent to say how much they didn't really like it.

Roll on to present day and Pete is a director and producer of TV shows for Premier League football. He hangs about with football stars and that's how I ended up filming Rio Ferdinand and scoring the comedy football show 'goals and gaffs' with Rory McGrath.
Here we are together holding each others' new babies. Molly is six months, so a little taster of things to come. She feels heavy!


Here also is Grandma, or as I know her, Mum. With just enough negative parallax to pop out without making your eyes hurt. (see Jaws 3D!)
Mum is keeping us going with cheese and onion scones and fruitcake. Fruitcake is just what you need with a 5am feed! For balance I ought to point out that other Granny is also providing sustenance. Unless a burglar came in today while we were registering Oscar with his GP and left us a rhubarb crumble.