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According to the Guardian today Mr Blair is going to introduce national identity cards sooner rather than later. The article includes this pearler;

"Mr Blair insisted that the government had won over those who opposed the controversial move for civil liberties reasons …"

Oi Tony! Over here son. I still haven’t been convinced. My position hasn’t changed since last October and I haven’t heard anything from you on the subject, so how can you say that the doubters have been won over?

Gits.

I was strolling the floor of our local mega-supermart yesterday when I happened to find myself in the toy aisle. Resisting the impulse to clear the shelves into my trolley I stuck to a single item for as little as I could get away with. One rubber duck, mine for one pound twenty pence. Because, lets face it, bath time isn’t bath time without a plastic yellow duck floating about around your nether regions and it was about time that junior got to learn the joy of it.

Then I put it in the bath, and you can see the results for yourself in the photo above. The bleeding thing floats on it’s side. I should have expected that from a rubber ducky that costs £1.20. I shall have to go upmarket, perhaps Hamleys.

The good news is that it hasn’t dampened his lordship’s enthusiasm for his daily wash.

If you don’t believe me just click on the photo to the left to see the full toothless grin.

Get ye over to MusicalMystery.com, answer the questions and win a prize. Go on, you know you want to.

On the topic of music, you will be pleased to know that I have not been neglecting number one son’s musical education. This week we have mostly been listening to Steely Dan, Marillion, Hall and Oates, The Zep, Francis, naturally, and every now and then a spot of Mozart. Well, you have to lower your standards occasionally.

It’s not all dirty nappies and vomit caked t-shirts here at Chez Todd you know.

In the search for an Easter break for the family I cam across this list of the top five cities in the world that you should visit. Well bugger me if we haven’t been to three of the five already – Sydney, Hong Kong and Las Vegas. Not only that but we are planning a visit to Venice to celebrate SWMBO‘s birthday this year.

Next stop New York then 😉

Here’s one for Outraged of Poynings – ChavScum – a guide to the new working class.

Courtesy of the ever readable Ben Hammersley.

My apologies for the lack of anything actually about me around these parts recently, but the apple of my eye has been teething and frankly I’ve been lucky to get five minutes to watch Trisha or Richard and Judy for the last week or so.

Deary me. According to Boing Boing there is a prog rock version of Bambi out there on t’internet.

No one tell the 70’s throwback, he will be downloading this for days on his mobile phone dial-up.

For a little bit of politics. Look, the reasons for invading a certain middle eastern country were a load of bollocks. I suspect a similar story should pan out in this country with the inquiry into the intelligence services. But it won’t.

Me, I’m still voting loony because they’re the only honest politicians left.

There are some compensations for being at home with number one son. Apart from the obvious bonding, family related things of course.

Shooting to top of the list today is the fact that we have Sky. Which means that I get to watch all of the England v West Indies test series.

Marvellous.

This just in, I discovered a couple of new (to me) books on Amazon UK this evening.

When I was a man of means and employment I would have ordered them on the spot because there is a special deal if you buy the two together. Now that I haven’t got an income I shall have to be a little more circumspect.

Still, it’s my birthday in seven months so I’ll stick them on my wishlist and hope. Of course, that means I will also have to remove the items on it that I’ve recently acquired.

The sad thing is, I’m a busy man. Today I had a half hour break this morning, during which I had a bath and got dressed, and a forty five minute break this afternoon, during which I had lunch. These small children are really rather demanding of one’s time you know. Expect changes to appear some time this month. Maybe.

My first day as a SAHD has gone quite well. It started at 5:30 or so, there was a brief respite between 6:30 and 8:00 and I am just now winding down at 9:00pm. Rather strangely for me there has been virtually none of that there intarweb surfing that usually occupies so much of my day. Apart from a quick visit to this source of wisdom. Frankly, it all looks a bit hippy to me.

The highlight, for number one son at least, was the purchase of his first pair of proper shoes. For the record he is size 2H (short and wide), although I’d hate to see how teeny the size 1 shoes are. Click on the little picture to the left for a bigger shot of what the well dressed toddler about town is sporting at the bottom of their pins these days.

I did manage to slip away for an hour at lunchtime to go for a swim, a luxury that won’t be available to me next week when my beloved is back at work.

Just for a little stereotyping, this afternoon we went to a ladies coffee get together. Which was nice. Tomorrow is toddler swimming and a visit to the health visitor. Its non stop this life you know.