Photo Hunt: Emotions

Bored at Ikea

Being silly at School

Being happy on the computer

Being cute for the camera

Being silly for the Camera

Gone mad as a Parent

Family Life is full of emotions. That is what makes us humans. Sometimes it is hard to verbalise, but you can usually tell by looking at photographs how people were feeling.

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My New Kilt

I have ordered a new kilt and all you have to do is pop it to see whether I am a true Scot.

The kids liked this one. There are some more tasteful ones too.

Thanks Insight of Nothingness

I aspire to a higher status in name alone

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Grand Duke Colin the Radiant of Giggleswick under Table

Personally I prefer this one. Delusions of Grandeur I think.

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: His Eminence the Very Lord Colin the Euphonious of Helions Bumpstead Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title And if that fails, I can always hope that my fortune cookie comes through

My Fortune Cookie told me: Basking sharks are plotting to extract your thoughts. Get a cookie from Miss Fortune

Damn! I hate sharks. The beaches are lovely here in Adelaide, but I worry about going too deep. I worry about my limbs rather than my thoughts with those guys.

Thanks Shani

Elfamorphise Yourself

You can be a dancing elf for a few minutes. My kids really liked this one.

Things You Don't Need to Know

Reading the Oztralian today, my understanding of the sporting world was greatly enhanced by the knowledge that an Englishman had become this years Rock Paper Scissors Champion. Apparently they have a world championship in Toronto every year, complete with referees and MCs and assorted razmataz. They have a very nice website if you are interested. Here was I thinking it was just a kids game of chance, when in fact, most of the competitors were adults and there is a section of the site on advanced strategy (borderline cheating if you ask me). Better not give that information to Hannah she always beats me anyway.

Extreme Ironing

One of the things that I am really bad at is ironing. When I worked professionally, my major luxury was to have my work clothes laundered and pressed. Since I am a stay at home slob now, I cannot remember when I last ironed. These guys really are going above and beyond the call of duty.