I don't want to have to buy a flipping music cd.

It is Elly's birthday next Tuesday. She will be seven.

"Have you thought about any presents?" I say.

"Hee Hee. Yes." she says.

"What do you want?"

"Ummm, a CD please."

"A music CD?"

"Yes please."

I am really pissed off. I don't want to have to buy a flipping music cd.

"Alright then, by who?"



"Pavement please."

I run to the computer and order every Pavement album on CD.

Lazy, lowest common denominator blogging.

Someone else thought this was funny. 1.16 is my favourite bit.

Polly is watching David Cameron escorting Boris down a red carpet.

"Is that Piers Morgan? No, hang on, Alistair Campbell? No, no, not him, it's the Tory guy, what's the Tory guy's name? David, David are you listening to me, God, you're worse than Mick you are, hang on, are you blogging this?"



My wife is an observational genius.