Harry's diary

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Written all over his face...

Most of my pictures so far show me sleeping, but I can open my eyes, and here is the proof. In fact, despite sleeping for most of the day, I have a range of faces that I am perfecting, each of which my parents are learning to read and understand. Here are a selection for you. If you can review these before we next meet it could make the time more enjoyable for all concerned!!

Unimpressed...

Upset...

Suspicious...

Tastes great or pushing for a poo (interchangable!)...

It's kickin' off!

Well, I am 18 days old and already I have 'seen' four England matches - not bad eh?! To tell the truth, I have slept through most of them, but I believe that is par for the course. Crouchie is my favourite player and apparently I sometimes dance like him when I am waking up!

Anyway, not one to miss out on the big occasion, I always make sure I dress the part. Auntie Laura & Uncle James, Mr & Mrs P and Lawless (no partner as yet!) all bought me sports gear - loving it. Check this out...


...and here is one of me mid-way through the second half...

Dad tells me football can be entertaining, unless I decide to support Everton! Even at such a young age, common sense tells me to support the Mighty Reds. I'll never walk alone - it says that on one of my hats!

Bedding in...

Since last posting I have been settling into my new home. It has taken a while for me to assert myself but, as time passes, things are improving. Interestingly, from the perspective of my parents, things have worsened - funny isn't it?!!!! I keep them happy with a bit of good behaviour now and then but, other than that, all is well.

The first pic here is when I reclaimed the main bed. It was a bit of a squeeze for me and Mr Moose but we had a great night's sleep.


Anyway, my Dad, who is a bit bigger than me, kicked me out. I tried to play the homeless card by sleeping on his lap, which was pretty damn comfy, but the novelty wore off for him as some wee ran out of my nappy onto his shorts!

My next bed was some cheapo straw basket. Apparently they are all the rage but it just wasn't me. I had Dad's backing too and he hopes Mum has kept the receipt so it can go back to the shop. What a waste!

Finally they sorted me out with a decent nest. Plenty of space to chill with my homies. Here we are after the crib warming bash. It was a heck of a night. We were up until 3 or 4 in the morning. Mum and Dad were going mad but we had a right laugh (and a bit of a cry!!)

That's it for now. Off to watch the footie. I have some snaps of me in my new gear. I'll post them tomorrow if I manage to get a decent sleep tonight.

I wonder what's for dinner tonight? Milk?!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Introducing my staff...

Having overcome my initial shock at the poor standard of service being offered in my new home, I have taken on two members of staff. They have committed to wait on me hand and foot and expect little in return. One of them, my Dad, seems much less workshy than his colleague. She, my Mum, does little but sleep and make mess, much like myself.

Here is a photo of when I caught one of them at lunch earlier today. This is what I am having to put up with. As you can tell from my face, I was gob-smacked!

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Visiting time...

My arrival in town appears to have become some sort of occasion. All manner of people, none of whom I have met before, have been to visit. There are enough grandparents, uncles and aunties to sink a ship. Thankfully they bought me some lovely presents so I would happily welcome them again! Here are a some pics of my last few days.




It started with a bump...


Hi everyone, sorry I'm late. I was quite cosy in my old place, and with the weather having not been too clever, you will understand that I was not that keen to leave. Anyway, after getting wind about the incoming warm weather front, I packed my bags and set on my way. I'm slowly getting used to the place but it is not yet my cup of tea. The food is not too bad but the service is very amateurish. The weather is good though so it could be worse. Anyway, consider this my first postcard. I look forward to seeing you all soon, but this should keep you posted with how I am getting on until you are able to visit. A bit of advice though, bring your own food, this place has driven me to tears on the odd occasion!