Rewards

Today I'm wearing a pair of tailored work trousers I've not been able to get on since before xmas and look mate, no rolls woohoo! ;-) Small victories et al.

Yesterday morning it was pissing down, the river a raging torrent and black skies. In a moment of madness I decided to ride out figuring there'd not be too many people around - there weren't - we only encountered a few people with brollies (scary) and a descending 747. Not scary. Saturday I rode out and couldn't find the brakes - pulled the muscles in my arms & shoulders trying to stop her - it was fucking good fun though.

If the river doesn't go down significantly between now and the end of the week there's no way in hell I'm going kayaking - I'm a reasonably strong swimmer but I'll be damned if I'm going to fight for my life in that. Tskarama.

My friend B has a son who is 10, we are always surprised at how much she babys him. She told me once that she'd had another son when she was in her 20s - he's about 18 now - she said he's "weird" and she "doesn't like him". I always thought that was a strange thing to say about your own son, he lives with his father and B herself admitted that at that point in her life it was the best place for him. She has very little contact with him and he never visits her in the country in which she lives. BM surmised that maybe the reason she babys her youngest son so much is because of the guilt she feels for leaving the older boy. The younger one is getting 2 doses of mum's love.

Baby names, is there ANY woman in 2008/2009 who is NOT planning to call her little girl Amelie or Grace? Stand up for yourselves women - go wild! Call your child Sarah, or Clare, or Lucy tra la la. Not Lucy-tra-la-la obv., although that might be OK in Islington.