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24 settembre Esthers new shoesOk... E's new shoes have arrived.. and I cant help but think that they look like the love child of her old shoes, and my usual ones. Or perhaps even.. my older shoes... which are of course brothers to my newer ones. Take a look! I've labelled them to help. Anyone scared by gratuitous lello bars should not view the pictures! 23 settembre Parenting is Murder!As I sit here, watching football, filling my face with a
sandwich, and listening to Esther making cake in the kitchen, my mind
wandered. I'm 33, and the thought, "I'm going to die someday" trundled
along out of nowhere, and slapped me about the face with almost the
same effect as a haddock to the head might induce. I believe, when we
die, we die. Thats it. The end of us. No afterlife. No reincarnation
(with or without government approval.. lol). No heaven or hell. Just a
cessation of being. I don't much like the idea of ceasing to be. Yet,
we all will, at some stage, have to face up to the reality that this IS
going to happen to us. Then my mind wanders again. I had a text this morning from my son's mum. Things are not going as she planned following a recent change of location and in turn this means my wee one is affected by the situation, through no fault of his own. And then the two thoughts cross paths. A child is brought into this world by two people, and is in turn, both born, and given a death sentence without any input, any asking, not so much as a "by-your-leave". This child, come adult, will have to live it's life knowing that it will end. And that he/she was given no choice about this, and indeed can only alter one of the parameters of this equation, albeit with that alteration bringing the onset of death along earlier than nature intended. And so, the thought process continues on. To have done something, which will inevitably result in the death of a person, and that something is solely yours and your partners responsibility, and to openly admit to having done it, even planned it, and executed it, would in all other cases wind you up in a prison cell for life. Usually its called Murder! How often do people say, "We're trying to get pregnant"? They WANT to do this, create something which will then inexorably have death creeping towards it from day one. I believe the legal term used when something is demonstrably planned beforehand, is "Preconceived". Interesting word. And ironically accurate in this case. What does all this mean? "Maybe I have watched Boston Legal one too many times", says Esther, as I tell her that I think it has to be possible to have legal grounds to hypothetically sue my parents for my premeditated murder! Maybe I have, but that doesn't detract from the fact that, all the boxes can be ticked, and due to my mortality, my fate is sealed. I will die, and it is their fault. And so.. what of the future? I know a family has been discussed by me and Esther in our future, yet morally, can I justify the creation of a child after this reasoning? Can anyone? Its certainly food for thought. Maybe i should seek religion and delude myself into thinking there's more to death than becoming wormfood, but i don't think I could maintain lying to myself, let alone indoctrinate our kids into an obvious misconception of an almighty! Still, maybe if i won my suit against my parents, I could leave the forthcoming children a nice little nest egg... so that their kids, could sue THEM after discovering Grand-Dads philosophical hypothetical prose on the net! New photo albumOk.. I've added an album called moving in... shows the transition the house has gone through! Click on the option to show full screen when you click the album to get the best of the pics! There are still a couple of finishing touches needed... and I'll update the album as and when I get the pics on the pc  17 settembre Whats NewOk... have been neglecting this for a while so I guess I should update. All is well in this little corner of the world. E is off work for a couple of weeks and we're going to head out to the Uk for a swift nosey about, quite possibly my final good-bye as it were to Crewe and/or England. Will be showing E the sights of Crewe and Nantwich so that she can at least have an idea about how and where I grew up. They're demolishing Big Bill, which just seems bizarre to me, so it will be nice to actually get a picture of how it was and store it away somewhere. Nantwich will also be a chuckle. Black and White buildings galore, one of which i worked in, another I lived in for a while. Plus there's the beer, the Gif in wolves, The Limelight, and various other things to have shufti at, not to mention the Fish concert! Legal side of being here is nearly sorted, just a sofi number and a stamp on the passport it seems, and then that's it.The laguage side still isn't happening. Its difficult to not be disillusioned with it, but I'm told it'll come, so onwards and upwards with that I shall go. House here is just about done. A few additions as garnish maybe might find their way about, but the major stuff is sorted. Took a personal victory over the electrics, which were initially trying desperately not to allow us to get the main new light working, but sheer willpower and bloody mindedness took over so that when E came home from work, all was present and correct! Was actually quite pleased as, having paid out for a good / interesting light thingy, only to have it not work, was annoying, and for me not to be able to get it to work, was a bash to my pride. I tend not to like things getting the better of me, or rather, I tend not to ALLOW it.. lol. It felt like the lights had done that, and they sat and laughed at me for nearly a week... until... lol. Anyway, they got done, and I did it, and was suitably smug afterwards. It felt good that E could come home to it being done too. Converted E to Boston Legal! lol. Series 3 is slowly being watched, along with House 3 too! Two of the prog's I'd go out of my way to watch in the uk are here, in one format or another! Thinks like that help with the change of home. Plus the football is pretty much always about somewhere. I've seen all the Arsenal games, and both the Scotland games, (lmao top of the group with the two world cup finalists in it... smirks), and esther actually enjoys them too. I begrude the 4.40euros a pint cost.. (that's 3squid a pint!) but the upside is I drink less, but with E watching the games too it costs a chunk to see it. Might be more economical to get the sports channel? Actually, the tv system here is weird. Difficult to explain, there's a box type thing you run the lead from, to the tv, which apparently opens the amount of channels out from 4 i think, to about 32, but... if you wish to change channels, you change the tv channel, there is no set top box / decoder to aim a remote at and change the channel on. What seems to be happening is, the tv's here have their own version of like a built in freeview, but initially these channels are not available. To get them, you need something between the aerial and the tv, which must broaden the aerials reception capabilities, but then they charge you a fixed fee for the privilege. Then, if you want digital tv, you have to buy a set top box thingy like the uk's one, but the subscription to the channels costs less for sports etc, but there's still a good initial fee to fork out! But... there's no license fee, which pretty much compensates this! Confused? Me too! Right... Boston Legal calls... as does a vodka n coke... so.. until next time! |
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