Rohan August 20th, 2008
I’ve noticed on a few online forums I frequent, a high level of discussion about “sports that should be in the Olympic Games” but are currently not. Not surprising really, considering that the 2008 Olympics are currently in full swing in Beijing, China.
Of course there are the usual suspects getting a regular mention: golf, rugby, bowling (tenpin &/or lawn), surfing, croquet, ballroom dancing, plus a myriad of other “recognised” sports.
I, however, believe there is one activity, were it to be introduced into an upcoming Olympics, that my kids would do very (very) well at.
It’s very simple, only two rules:
- Whatever you touch, you must move.
- Nothing can be moved back to a former position.
They have, after all, already been in training for years and given the state that they leave their bedrooms, the bathroom, the family room, the kitchen, the dining room and the backyard on a daily basis, I would expect they would come in at very short odds to pick up a medal, perhaps even gold.
Great, more things for them to play with and then leave lying around…
Rohan July 19th, 2008
I had a shower today. In my ensuite.
So what’s so special about that, you say? Well, it just so happens to be 2 years, 2 months and 4 days since the last one!
What started out all that time ago as a small leak in the grouting between the tiles within the shower recess, soon became a full scale demolition and renovation:
- complete retiling from floor to ceiling (including a row of feature tiles);
- plaster replaced with villa board;
- new cornices and a repaint of the ceiling;
- silicone squirted in anything larger than what an ant would fit through;
- new towel rails and toilet roll holder; and, finally
- a new shower screen fitted late yesterday afternoon.
And because we chose to do everything ourselves, things sort of, well, just meandered along for a little longer than they probably should have… but we are happy with the result, and not having to traipse to the other end of the house for a shower in the main bathroom is a joy to behold.
Special thanks must go to John and Peter, for their assistance and skills along the way.
Rohan November 14th, 2007
Hmm, it wouldn’t happen to nearly be Christmas time would it? Something tells me the 28 separate advertising items in my letterbox this morning means that it’s not far away…
Rohan June 6th, 2007
It’s been a distressing 48 hours in our household… more distressing than when Matilda smacked her head on the pavers in the courtyard after falling down the step; more distressing than when Sarah developed an allergic reaction to penicillin after we took her to the hospital; more distressing than when The Glass House got the flick from the ABC…
We lost the TV remote control!
Talk about turning the house upside down trying to find the thing; in cupboards, under couches, in bedrooms, in the fridge, dishwasher and microwave, in the bathroom. We even contemplated checking the rubbish bin (desperate times…). And so, here we were, 7 years into the 21 century AD (the Third millennium, no less!), and we are reduced to actually having to get off the couch and walk up to the TV and press the little buttons on the front to change channel and adjust the volume. Outrageous!
Where did we end up finding the remote? Under one of the couch cushions… yes, I did mention the we checked the couches, a number of times in fact, but for some reason the pesky little remote stayed hidden for a full two days. And was there one particular person to blame for the loss? Well, the jury’s out on that one. The girls are off the hook because they were in the bath when it went missing. Emma and I both agree that she was the last to actually use the remote, but (and this is purely circumstantial OK?) the remote was found under the cushion where I was sitting immediately after the remote went missing. I have no recollection of picking up the remote control after Emma had used it to turn on Mythbusters. Could be a case for the team at CSI:Melbourne.
So, all this begs the question: what tactics do you employ when you’ve lost something near and dear?