John Pospisil

Picnic time

I’ve always liked view, and from here I can see the Harbour, the Bridge, and the The City. The nurse called it a million dollar view

Grace was recently awarded her first medal for dancing. A proud day indeed!

Hannah was vomiting last night so she stayed home with me rather than going with Rocio and Grace to a party (and then shopping). I made chicken soup for lunch, but of course she wasn’t interested.After a several futive attempts to get her to eat – I came up with a solution – turn lunch into a game, where I served her the soup through the window of her cubby house (which is on our balconey). Much to my relief success, and she even asked for seconds and thirds! Is it just that im somewhat incompetent, rather than totally incompetent?

Rocio and I were watching a movie last night “Along Came Polly”, where the boss of the main character ran around saying “Good Things”. This morning, a client sent through a new ad, and in the first line of the ad copy was “Good things”

Last night our four-year-old, Grace had her first night without a nappy. Obviously great news, and great for her self esteem. We’ve been working towards this for some months. Her little sister Hannah, who’s two and has been sleeping without a nappy for about six months) implored Grace last night to, “no wet, no wet”. Earlier when Grace was wearing a night nappy, we would tell Grace it was her “special” undies, to which Hannah would smile mischievously and  say “not undies, not undies”.  You’ve got to love that sibling rivalry.

For years I have endured the scornful glare of Gareth Powell (it’s impossible to explain Gareth but he’s one of the most extraordinary individuals I have ever met), who ridiculed my black and red-striped iPhone case.  Well sneer no more Gareth Powell, my old iPhone case has been replaced with a far more tasteful plain white case.

Of course I alerted Gareth to this unexpected turn of events. Here is his response:

Let us not hope you have acquired good taste in your old age. I always looked upon you as the leader of the dishevelled tasteless generation.

Is nothing solid in this changing world?

My girls’ current burthday invitations, and they were at a party this morning – it’s the stuff of childood.

Nothing like home made pulleys to keep the girls entertained!