I've moved!

It's been fun, blogger, but we're here now

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The road home

Weekend with the parents

Tea at Fortnum's

Rainy day dim sum

Victor of the dog's affections for the day

Sleepover!

Thursday is the new Friday

W: You have compulsive reporting disorder, you need to tell your mother everything...

- on my need to tell my mother everything

P: So your brother has a tiger mother and a tiger sister, huh? Poor sod."

- on how I help prepare my brother for the real world

C: Mum is really excited about the cars!

A: There are really nice ones in the lobby of my building

C: No, Mum only likes the ones with eyes

- on the Disney Cars cartoon mock ups at the Motorexpo in Canary Wharf

M: So what's the bet?

A: Mum, it's Monopoly Deal..

- on playing Monopoly Deal

AV woes

Why aren't these things plug and play? I'm starting to tire of the same unhelpful blue screen that presents itself. That baleful and unrelenting colour returns every time I dive into the mass of wires, resetting, connecting and disconnecting in every configuration imaginable. Even my TV is fed up of me furiously, and I mean furiously, flicking through all of its inputs and modes that it's stuck on ATV and refuses to budge. I was reminded of how little sympathy Weng has on 6 hours of sleep when he wryly commented that it simply expedites the new TV process. My team mate at work merely asked if I had read the instructions -_- I'm so unclued-up on AV stuff that I didn't even know how to start Googling the issue.

So, under much stress and emotional distress, I resorted to basic consulting instincts and threw Visio at it in an attempt to impose order on the chaos. I'll see if my new, tidy schematic will help me tonight, otherwise I'm calling the cavalry.

Update: Visio clearly works, the PS3 and amp is online! Now for the finicky challenge of the BT box...

Consulting101: wireless networking

Easy Sunday

We've started to add touches of green to our apartment - fingers crossed for germination and baby seedlings over the next week or so. We've compromised on chillies, flowers, tomatoes and no fake grass.

And then some tennis with the crew. Ice cream and strawberries, anyone?

Nesting, much?

Our new home is almost there sans blinds and beds - two fairly crucial bits of furnishing if you're a) not planning on waking up with the sun (now rising at 5.30am, thereby negating my wakeupyou'remildlydepressed clock) and, b) if you don't like sleeping in the draft.

I cannot believe what a joy it is to come home to a view and a shiny new flat - so bright that you have to squint at the T.V. (which is now too small!) from the hours of 4pm to 7pm. We still need things like paintings and plants and pictures and an extra armchair and a bench and folding chairs and a some new lamps, but that's ok, at least we have internet now.

I think we're due a first clean soon even though I've been neurotic with spills and fingerprints... I might fall a tiny bit out of love then.

Our new home