Tag Archives: Birthday

Scuba Diving….

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Miss has reached 11 years old and the age old question arises, “What does she want for her birthday?”….

So, I suggested scuba diving….

Diving Mermaid

It went down a treat. She loved it. After getting over the initial nervousness of being in a new environment, she was hooked. I saw her go under at 7pm and she didn’t surface until 7.30pm!

Diving Mermaid...

Diving Mermaid

Diving Mermaid

Next time you’re looking for something to get your kids, or grandkids, or even your friends kids, forget the usual gadgets or crappy item that’ll be forgetten the day after and go for something memorable, that they’re going to remember for life. The lesson cost $50, or 25 quid for UK readers. A DVD is nearly $30 if you get a new one, and books here in Canada are nothing short of extortionate. A trial piano or drum lesson, a painting class, a scuba diving session, or even a flying lesson is not going to break the bank, especially if you all club together, whatever. It doesn’t even need to be something they ever do again, but it’ll be something they remember. It may even be the unlocking of a lifetime hobby or passion, which will always be worth more than a new iPod or cellphone, trust me.

Do it. They’ll thank you for it.

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The Tank Turns 12!….

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Where do the years go? 12 of them to be precise…

In Richmond Park, '98

No longer our little man, he’s becoming a giant which might explain why there’s no food in the house, the day after the weekly shop! We went for a walk the other night and when he tried to put me in some kind of “grab”, I was almost under his armpit! Someone said he was going to hit 6′ 4″ and I’m inclined to agree with them at this juncture.

Berfday, #37….

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37 then….

You know when time is passing when your son takes you to the ice hockey. I had to pay for it mind you, and drive us there, but he said he’d saved up some money to handle the food and drink for us for the night, which made it special. So, just before game time, he treated me to a coke and pepperoni pizza.

Good game though, our own town team, the Westside Warriors took on the visiting Sweden U17’s. Considering they were they playing the a national side, they did bloody well, best I’ve seen them play and won the match 5-3. It was fast, it was rough, it was great. It made Sam’s night when it was announced that both teams would be in the foyer signing autographs. So, we finally left at around 10pm, yeah, on a school night, having queued up and worked his way down the line getting all of them!

Plans for the “big day”, none as such. I think I am going to head off the butcher’s in a bit to grab some tornado steaks, which are tasty little blighters and I think the missus is doing some pasta thing which we like. I can’t justify the price of eating out anymore, not when you can cook stuff a lot nicer at home, better quality too. I think I blogged about this at some point, either that or I’ve got it ready to unleash on the readers in the future…. Probably grab a bottle of the organic Chilean Red which is a fav in our house and then play a round of Cluedo.

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. — Mark Twain

20 years ago? 17…. hhmmmm…. A Level’s, meeting the missus and Deep Waters….

See ya!

M