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Oh, that’s nice: stuffy train & they’ve put the heating on… I know this as I’m sat on the heaters.

So, what of the weekend?

Low key – not much doing… A quite easy ‘never stop’ time rather than a frenetic & trouble ‘never stops’ time – which was quite nice. I needed to do a few jobs like, the garden, but didn’t quite manage this. We did tidy up & I did get a new vacuum cleaner (DC08) from the market. The old hoover had stopped… There was a shoe with laces on the bathroom floor & both the carpet & the lace were dark & Louise managed to hoover both, but unfortunately the hoover couldn’t eat the accompanying shoe, & the roller couldn’t turn for being caught up in lace & … well… the motor seemed to suffer burnout. It made a most peculiar noise when turned on & started smoking, so that’s not been used again. Shame really – that was a good DC07. So we have a cylinder dyson rather than an upright one now, which seems to be all well & good – seems to be working fine & all that. Forty pounds we could have done without spending, but still – you need something. And we applied a little tidying up – sorted a few things through & eliminated a bit of creeping clutter. Not that clutter will ever be defeated, but it’s good to feel a modicum of control in these things.

Holidays? Not finished whittering about these yet, have I? The Caption Convention went on to the Sunday but I didn’t bother with a return as we had said the the kids that we woould go to London & therefore we did. Sunday we did the London day trip. This meant that we had to be up early & organised (which we managed quite well) & off on the 09:38 to Paddington. Turned into quite a crowded train. We had 6 seats to ourselves to start with,, but relinquished a couple to a couple & their toddlers.

Arriving in the capital though the Westbourne Park, Royal Oak areas was interesting for me as that’s quite early London in my personal history; coming into town for the London Cartoon Centre Based at the Potobello Project from Royal Oak tube & then later working at the Kensal Rd LCC – passing Tresllic Tower. Had thery done iup those old asbestos riddled blocks at last? Were they really that bad in the end or was it just part of Dame Shirley Westminster shuffle?

We walked a bit more in London – a spot of Hyde Park to start with (handy playground for picnic prior to setting out proper) Down past Albert on the was to The Natural History Museum. Then realising that Sunday may not be the best day for a day out I London as there was a 45min queue to see the dinosaurs… hurumph. We went round the museum a little. Jude was disappointed, but he would not have the patience to queue & then be shuffled round with the snake of visitors the dinosaurs like everyone else. We made do with some marine life & mammals, but then decided that as time was not in abundance on a day trip we would skidaddle off elsewhere. A bus to the Centre of getting off past Piccadilly & walked though Chinatown, skirting Covent garden, then up to the British Museum. Brief stop before entering so I could nip off to Gosh Comics & grab some water to drink & then into the museum again. Esme, who had drifted off on the bus into town woke as we ascended the lift thing outside the museum (Maybe because Jack & Jude had a little squabble over button pressing)

Page one done – 2 more to do & a rejigging of the cover. might need to see if I can get a better copy of Steve’s centre spread
Comic page for LCC Sept 92 Originally uploaded by jinty

Eve is away for a couple of days staying over at Carolyn’s house with Katie & Benny, so Esme gets to sleep in Eve’s bed fo a couple of nights & there’s one less ego in the house to be considered. Unfortunately Louise will not be feeling any easing of the situation because she’s not feeling so well. Sore throat yesterday seems to have developed into a general grottiness of feeling this morning.

A pleasant change yesterday in that Jack & Jude were sent out together on their bikes to go to Morrisons to do some shopping. Jude really only wanted to go for the chance of getting some more water pistols; a price worth paying. I was already waiting at the shop having gone there arriving back in town from work. They needed to get a new chin for their bikes & managed to get something from The Millennium Store (as it was Tuesday & most shops are shut Tuesdays).

After the water pistol fight later tht muggy evening I noticed that a lot of the painted stones (Monday’s distraction) were down at Louis & Eva’s House (they have parents, but the ‘naming conventions come from the kids relating to the other kids on the street) so I arranged the stones around the base of the lamp post there. I’m curious to see if they are moved again & where they move (patterns of play on the back street).

I’m trying to get a little comics project completed at the moment It’ll only be 10 or so years since I started it; a little comics instruction leaflet that was devised for the London Cartoon Centre with Steve. It’s a bit late now he’s dead, but that’s sort of the point, as the Caption convention honours his name this year. It’s nice to see scraps of paper we devised wile sitting in Café’s etc. There’s quite a lot of messing about & scarce actual useful notes which is a little bit of a shame because I’m sure the text is not going to be what he envisaged…. but still – it actually feels good to be working on it. Jack is also keep to do a comic strip as well – he has a story planned out & is wanting my guiding hands… He still thinks quite statically with the information a comics page imparts so I’m probably overdoing the assistance a little bit (& not enough in other areas) but hopefully it’ll help him to pin ideas to paper better. He has a good imagination, but the pinning downof whys & wherefores & imparting this is a little vague. I’m the other way around – my imagination is a little timid but I’m strong on wanting reasoning, logic & structuring the information for understanding.

hmm – ok – I was going to write this morning, but I don’t feel much in the way of what I’m supposed to write. I managed to sleep in all beds last night… sigh.
Eve did well at one point – she got out of bed to go to the toilet. She’d decided she needed to go & was off. No protest about the situation – no fuss no bother… that was nice. Back to bed & asleep… wow.
I scampered back to our own bed – only to go downstairs for some medicine for Jude who was running a temperature. Next thing I know Jack’s crying out – so It’s down to him. He’s had a ‘sad dream’ – which he actually tells me about – that Eve had broken her forearm – right hand side from the way he pointed at his. Drifting off to sleep & then he announces he needs a wee as well. Heck, for some reason does not like the cupboard in the bathroom, & thus does not like to go to the bathroom unaccompanied sometimes. He did go to sleep again with little bother & I retired to the futon in the back room as I noticed by my alarm clock that I only had as much sleep as I could grab in half an hour.
Hmmm – well – I’ve slept better.