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Thomas and "dip dip!"

Sunday had been a "FOOD!" themed day from the off, Thomas had started by snaffling some baby wipes while I was doing his morning nappy, then proceeding to (violently) clear every work top at his height (his little cupboard and the incidental table etc.) of any toys while I was in the kitchen doing his milk drink, forcing me to issue a sharp "QUIET Thomas! Mummy is sleeping!"...when I turned around and opened the stair kitchen gate I realised he had cleared the tops of toys in order to thoroughly clean them with the wipes...So, he got a "Very clever boy!" for that, which was answered by a quick dash across the living room, the words "FOOD PEEEEZE DADDY!!!" and a firm point at the play box containing his little saucepans and plastic and wooden food items...Okay, no problem... ;)

We spent the next hour repeatedly, but happily, eating chopped wooden pears prepared in various ways (pear a la kettle, fried pear with potato, oven baked pear with asparagus) each time Thomas saying "All Cooked Daddy!", me taking a pretend nibble and then saying "Mmm, thank you, that's delicious! Yum yum!"...

So him being in a bit of a foodie state of mind, when it came time for breakfast and I asked him what he wanted he said "Bread - DIP DIP!" and then "Pasta!", "Okay" I said as he reached up to be lifted into his high chair...after slicing some nice, fresh granary bread and pouring him a little olive oil and balsamic vinegar into a dish I popped them down on his high chair and went back to the kitchen to collect him some olives at which I was suddenly subjected to the most horrific gagging/drowning sound I think I have ever heard, causing me to immediately drop everything and rush quickly back into the living room where I was *just* in time to see him *drinking* the last drops of the dip (blinking tears from his eyes with a very miserable look on his face)...I handed him his water double quick saying "Thomas, drink this it will make it feel better" (which he did)...and (thank goodness) his normal colouration and rate of breathing slowly returned...

The next words (croakily and quietly) out of his mouth ?

"More...dip...dip.......peeze"

*face+palm*

Finks Links #141

Friday!! Thank goodness...time for a few links...oh and sorry for not posting much lately, promise I'll get around to it soon...!

Fvision - a nice Japanese glasses free 3d table...

Chill guy is *chill*...

Disposable Camera goes through the post... ;)

Protect your caterpillar from Kimbo Slice...

Rush hour in the Netherlands...

Who says nothing ever happens in Margate?

Heavy Metal flowchart...

Have a play with a Lytro picture(I sort of want one)!

...and finally the break-dancing cat incident...

Have a relaxing weekend everyone! ;)

Thomas and Spiders...

So on Sunday, Thomas was busying himself noisily making a huge mess with water and sand in the garden (as he does) when all of a sudden he comes flying through the patio doors holding his dripping spade yelling "Pider!!! Pider!!!" (and looking a bit freaked out) - which was rather unusual as the last *two* times he came across one - while on holiday in Cornwall and while in Reigate Fort - it required great restraint to stop him crushing them to death in his enthusiasm to become more intimate...So, stepping outside (him clinging, wetly, to my leg) me clutching a newspaper (picturing some sort of Shelob type encounter) we prowled the garden cautiously until I saw the source of his alarm, a little bumble bee, suspended in the rain water half-filling his sand table..."That's not a spider Thomas, it's a bee" I explained and suddenly all his nervousness disappeared..."Hewwo Bee" he said and poked it with the spade at which it gave a very unenthusiastic twitch, but was certainly still in the land of the living, so, I grabbed the spade from Thomas before he accidentally crushed the poor little creature to oblivion and we lifted it from the water and set it in the sun, sitting and watching as it slowly dried out, finally (after much experimental wing flapping) flying away to it's hive (much to Thomas' delight - "FLYINNNN!!!" he said pointing into the air and jiggling up and down...so when this morning he announced "PIDER!!!" again I was quick to correct him, "No Thomas, it was a bee wasn't it, did we save it from drowning in the water?" but such was his insistence as he said "PIDER!!!" again, I left the kitchen to come and check...and yep, there was a little spider cowering in terror as Thomas' huge hand hovered inches about it's head, so I got a bit of tissue paper and we rescued it into the garden (to a little wave and "Bye bye pider!") but I have to say, I am a bit confused as to exactly when spiders became something to be (if even just ever-so slightly) wary of, rather than to chase and attempt to eat (like ants/woodlice/grapes etc.)...is this something we have unconsciously managed to pass on to Thomas (even though on each occasion we've encountered one together before I've been *very* brave) or is this some sort of genetic defense mechanism manifesting itself?

I'll have to do some research... ;)

Finks Links #140

Friday!!

Chain Reaction!

TRON cave!

Wunderwaffen...WW2 German "wonder weapons"...

REM concert...

Goodbye Spirit...

Toothpaste cross section...

Soyuz's user manual...

A heart with no beat..

Urm, what?

...and finally, deep down, advertisers obiously don't like people very much... ;)

Have a relaxing weekend everyone! ;)

Spotted this in the Wharf...

...the other day, a massive commemerative plaque to the building of West India Quay, it's about two stories high...! Bet they never imagined for a moment what would become of the place... ;)

Racing things...

So yesterday, after spending an awfully long time watching the rain Formula one, Thomas came over clutching a number of objects (his latest fad is to try and hold at least three things at once, preferably more, while he is walking around), the first was put on the table in front of me and Thomas announced "Racing Car!" to which I replied "Yes Thomas, that's right! Racing Car! Have we been watching racing cars on the television"? He Formula-One-car-noised it rapidly over the table a few times and then turned to the little model horse he was clutching under his arm. "Racing Horse!" he said, putting it carefully down - "Yes" I said "You can have *race* horses..." (correcting him slightly) and he clip-clop-noised it quickly across the table stopping next to the little racing car...last but not least, down went the final object...(and after thinking carefully for a moment) "Racing Cow?" he proposed..."Urm" (I said, pausing to think for a moment myself) "no...no not usually" I was forced to admit..."Okay" said Thomas, and pushed it onto the floor... ;)

Finks Links #139

Friday!! Link time -

Some incredible behind the scenes shots from classic movies...

The most creepy potato sack in the world...

On the subject of passswords...

The future of food?

An important film to watch about Planking!

Cat cuddle...

IBM's basement...

Deep inside the world's longest tunnel...

It's honestly incredible that hard drives ever work at *all*!

A nice organised desktop...

...and finally, a fairly non-typical checkout guy...

Have a lovely relaxing weekend everyone! ;)

Teaching a Toddler about Colours (etc.)...

Well, Thomas seems to be finally starting to get his colours, the trick was to divide the statements into two when instructing him, our first approach had been to explain to him "That's a Red Car", the trouble was, he had already imprinted that the correct answer to the question "What colour is it, Thomas?" was "Lellow"...He hasn't nailed it yet by any means, but (Daddy trying very hard to remember) saying "That's a Canoe - The Canoe is the colour Orange", in much the same way as he constructs little sentences like "Stones - Lots!" (at Brighton Beach) he has begun to say "Canoe - Orange", I think it would be wise to try and limit the colours at this stage, but at least we've managed 2 or 3... ;)

On the bad side? An oddly negative Baby Einstein experience...each morning (at the moment, a few weeks ago he was obsessed with "Mr Men") he emphatically demands one of the episodes (usually "Animals!", "Shapes!" or "Go!") and they *are* brilliant, they have helped to add so many words to his vocabulary including things like "Macaw", "Trigger Fish" and "Meerkat", the only problem was catching him the other day (only the once, but still) saying the word "Giraffe" in a perfect American accent...hrm...have to keep a close eye on that one! ;)

CONGRATULATIONS!

To G & S on the birth of their new daughter (and my niece) after *quite* a while spent at East Surrey Hospital, can't wait to meet her...! ;)

Kids Entertainment at Holiday World Benalmedina

Had we wanted to, not that I would wish it on anyone unrelated (as we toddle into the terrible twos), we *could* have unleashed Thomas on an unsuspecting entertainment team (and retreated to a safe distance) for pretty much all of the break...

When we first arrived at the resort I was astonished to find that (in almost) whichever direction I pointed my head (down by the pools) I could pick out at least *six* members of First Choice staff engaging kids in various activities - zorbing across the pool, egg and spoon races, dancing lessons, raft building, canoeing...

...even as I gawped at the hive of activity taking place around me, a Harry Potter party traipsed past me all dressed in robes (just caught the tail end of it there with the camera) yelling out "Expelliarmus!!" and waving their glittering-kids-club-constructed wands (held together with copydex)...Admittedly, all this was aimed at little-ones a little bit bigger than Thomas, but for him was the soft play room, equipped with one member of staff between every three kids-

- and was filled with all manner of toddler-goodies -

- including dressing up costumes and books -

- *endless* playmats and toys -

- and drawing facilities...

Outside there was a selection of climbing/sliding facilities-

- which Thomas called his "Swings" (even though there wasn't one)... ;)

In the evening the stage came alive in the ballroom-

- for a series of energetic shows (featuring the same, now presumably exhausted staff members who had been running around after the kids all day long)-


- to which Thomas danced and yelled until he collapsed, equally exhausted, into his push chair... ;)

...and this is, of course, not even to mention the swimming pools and the excellent food... ;)

Finks Links #138

Friday!! Sorry for not updating so much lately, just been a bit of a stressful time (for one reason or another)...got some great links to (hopefully) cheer everyone up though... ;)

First off, a Mexican Wrestler, at a protest, on a motorbike, being fired on by riot police (in real life)...

Catman!!

Globe genie!

Rolling robot transforms into helicopter...

The size of Africa...

Silly goalkeeper...

What *do* all those buttons do?

A rather "difficult" document...

...and last but not least a very, *very* patient cat... ;)

Have a lovely weekend everyone! ;)

A trip into Benalmadina town...

So on to the third day of the holiday, and we woke up to a bit of an overcast day, it was still definitely shorts and T-shirt temperature, just not very much blue in the sky, so we decided to take the bus into the center of town and have a poke around the shops (in the hope the weather would improve enough for a nice afternoon pool session)...the bus stops were conveniently located right outside the resort so we traipsed down to one of them, trying in vain to conjour enough Spanish to ask the kindly elderly people waiting there if this was the *right* bus stop...Well, I managed to *ask* the question (I think) we just didn't understand very much of the rapidly delivered 300 word reply (which was coming from 4 directions at once), so I thanked them kindly (anyway) and we crossed the road to the other side in the hope of finding some people that spoke English (or slower Spanish)...when we got there (and discovered that we were now at the correct bus stop - which the old people were probably frantically trying to explain to us)...we waved them thanks, at which moment their bus zoomed up, prompting them to fly into the road desperately trying to signal to the driver (apparently in vain) as he just completely ignored them and drove straight past...just as well we didn't want that direction then! :o

Anyway, our bus finally arrived (already almost full) after about a thirty minute wait, we managed to (just) secure the last two fold-down seats as all the other people waiting crammed on (it was bedlam) and then it lurched off on it's twenty minute roller coaster ride into town, literally slamming on the breaks every 40 feet to let people off and cram more on (there seemed to be a bus stop literally outside every single hotel the entire way along)...so, slightly green and rather ruffled, we arrived in town where 90% of the passengers disembarked, struggled to get the push-chair to go back up (where it had been so squashed underneath us) and finally headed off, consulting our little map to see where the best shops were likely to be)...

Turned out the best shopping looked like it was at the "Puerto", so we followed the signs, coming at last to a very large marina, you get a good idea what the area was like from the overhead view...Thomas was *very* excited to see all the boats, and Flyingpops was pleased to see all the shops, so we pottered around-

- noticing the Segway Rides (ten euros was a bit expensive for a guided tour of the car park though)-

- and all the expensive yachts, moored right next to their owners apartment blocks like cars parked in the drive (wow)...

...found the "Fish!" Thomas had been confidently predicting...walked past the Sea Life Center (having just visited one a few weeks ago we saved it just in case of a rainy day later in the break) and then strolled down to-

-and along the beach-

- eventually finding a (very steep) way up the cliffs back to the main road...we found a little supermarket to stock up on some water and crisps etc. (the supermarket on the resort was roughly double the price!) and then found a bus stop where we waited for about half an hour for another extremely busy bus to turn up, Flyingpops only got a seat when she almost fell over holding Thomas and someone gave their seat up, and I struggled up the aisle trying desperately to hold onto multiple shopping bags, the push chair and the rucksack holding all the changing things, bashing people unavoidably until they couldn't stand it any more and allowed me to drop everything in a little bit of space they managed to find near the exit (and then held on for dear life as we lurched all the way back)...it seemed to take forever, and when we *finally* pulled up outside our resort I practically fell off the bus and then felt sick and had to lay in the dark (for about an hour) until everything stopped spinning...No more buses for us... >;P

Oh, the weather did cheer up in the afternoon though... ;)

Grand Theft Light Bulb?

Very odd...not noticed before thanks to the twin factors of increased foliage and it being light when I'm setting off in the mornings, but it appears that all the street lights that line this path here (which is the route I commonly take to get to Earlswood station) appear to have been vandalised...

It doesn't make the slightest bit of difference to me at the moment of course, but come the winter months this path (if they aren't repaired) is going to be absolutely pitch black instead of punctuated by the incredibly useful occasional pool of light to aim towards as you crash through the woods...Now, the lights are fairly numerous, and also extremely tall which basically means actually going about breaking them would have taken a *considerable* amount of effort, making me wonder what the motivation was...thrill seeking is basically out, climbing up all those slippery poles (dodging attacking crows, squirrels and sharp branches) and bashing away could hardly be considered a form of recreation (unless you are incredibly daft), which only leaves two other possibilities (that spring to mind) - One - the light bulbs are sufficiently valuable to merit going to all the effort of stealing them (but then why aren't we seeing more of this sort of thing?) or -Two- (much more sinister) that someone wants it very, very dark down there at night...

Hrm... :S

Update - They aren't terribly valuable apart from the flashy LED ones (£200-odd quid), which these weren't, they were £20 sodium ones...

Finks Links #137

Friday!!

First up, the adventures of Superman in England! ;)

The Blue Dragon, Portugal...

35 years backwards through time...

There was another child who found a golden ticket...

Domino rally from 30,000 dominoes...

Wow...a Beagle trained to catch a ball (in it's little paws)...!

The disappearing face of New York...

Concrete Canvas...

Creative lego ads...

Bionic hand for 'elective amputation' patient...

King Goujian's army (read the last line)...he had a nice sword too... ;)

...and last but not least a rather impressive bowling fail... ;)

Have a great weekend everyone! ;)

Swimming at Holiday World, Benalmadina!

Oh boy did those baby swimming lessons pay off...Thomas was fearless *and* perfectly safe, he backed carefully into the water and held onto the edge (where appropriate) and behaved with total confidence, when asked what he wanted to do each morning he practically yelled the roof off the apartamento with his enthusiasm for the "SWWMMMMMMMNN POOOOL!!!!!!!!!"...over on our side of the road there were two large pools, one a shallow toddler splashing pool (which the kids could merrily run in and out of)-

- and the other a bigger, deeper pool for proper swimming -

- this is where we typically started our day, collecting (complimentary) towels from the life guard (although there was a deposit of 15 euros to worry about if you accidentally lost one, so we were quite careful)-

- and then across the bridge (which was, admittedly, a bit of a struggle with a loaded down pushchair) was the other part of the resort, which I can only refer to as a fully fledged water park...just amazing...

There were (I think) 6 pools across there, this one was the one by the spa (up on top in the middle of the ruins), this pool had a large pirate ship with stairs and a slide into the water (of which, inexplicably, I don't appear to have a better picture of), the middle pool (where we normally hung out until lunch time) was another paddling pool (which featured a lot of spraying elephants)-

- then there was a panoramic pool with glass walls looking out to sea, next to the rubber ring ride-

- a dark and spooky underground crash pool, and a wave pool right at the bottom with water guns (etc)...

At the top of the park (by the lunch restaurant) there was a large number of water fountains (that kept Thomas busy by swapping round all the time)-

-the volcano pool-

- and two other smaller pools around by the bar-

-which Thomas kept going back to (on his own) asking for Gelato (roughly Ice Cream)... ;)

There was also an amazing tree house and a fake lighthouse -

- to explore if all the water became too much... ;) And so we pretty much (blissfully) spent our days, breakfast, first two swimming pools, over the bridge, bottom three swimming pools, lunch, top couple of swimming pools, then back across the road for tea! Maybe stopping at the buffet for some ice cold melon and spicy chicken wings... ;)

Food at Holiday World, Benalmadina

So just before we went to try out the restaurant, we popped quickly out to check out the pools and stumbled upon one of the pool bars, specifically the one with the "All-inclusive Buffet", Thomas and Flyingpops seated safely in the shade, I went to check it out, but was stopped in my tracks by an elderly gentleman who (seeming slightly agitated) was desperately trying to get my attention..."Yoose just arriived?" (he said in a thick Scottish accent), "Yes" I replied..."Ah, then a worrrd te the wise" he winked, "We been eatin tha' sh*te fa *faw* days noo" he said, pointing to the buffet "but ye can owda fresh cooked fer fereee from they lassies at the bar!", "Oh, thanks for the tip!" I replied, "Ay, just wish summon had clued us in, ken?" he remarked bitterly (and returned, wistfully, to his garish cocktail)...

So, forewarned, I perused the buffet, noting 4-hour-old (now slightly crunchy) pasta, steamed burgers and floppy chips (oh and a 'fridge absolutely full of fresh, crispy watermelon which I gathered up and delivered to a delighted Thomas and Flyingpops on a little paper plate) and then returned to the bar to check out the menu, and yes, next to about 40% of the items was a small picture of a drowning man indicating that these items were (indeed) free to wrist-band holders! I ordered Texan chicken wings, which arrived sizzling from the kitchen about 10 minutes later (requiring that I steal the bottle of Tabasco from the bar) and were delicious...so thank you elderly Scottish gentleman for the heads up...! ;)

After this we (slightly greedily) headed to La Perla (the main restaurant), handing over our room key at the entrance-

-passing the chocolate Taj Mahal and being directed to a distant gentleman waving a blue drinks menu guiding us to our seats, we collected a high chair (there are many) and parked Thomas and then checked out the offerings...and it was very impressive -

- absolutely heaps of fresh fruit (it varied day-by-day) -

- piles of sliced cheese, cold cuts, olives, pickles (etc.) -

- a griddle where meat or fish is freshly cooked for you on demand (bacon/omlettes at breakfast time, misc meats and fish for lunch/supper)-

- and a huge selection (10-15 dishes, different every service) of other foods, ranging from kiddie friendly chicken nuggets, 4-5 vegetarian choices and usually some sort of roast dinner (with all the trimmings, yorkshires, gravy, mint sauce etc.)...

...and drinks of all sorts, soft drinks were self service (some people managing coke for breakfast - yuk), alcoholic drinks were served by the (ever-bustling) waiting staff...

Desert was equally lavish, supplimented by infinite ice cream (with sprinkles), a selection of yoghurts and even, on two occasions, a biggest chocolate fountain I have ever seen...

...all in all, the food was pretty much faultless... ;)

Om nom nom... ;)