Cyber teasing...

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Baby food here. Green with envy is my sister, as Yoda would say.


Me after three days of being here...

I was going to call this blog entry Jacq would be mad or Tell me what was business class like... which is only because i was shopping at Tescos at 1.30 am the other day and saw that really they have much better packaging for baby food. In Singapore baby food is EXTREMELY boring and called things like sausages for toddlers or vegetables and chicken. Here it's all wrapped up nice like and called Chicken Palella, Carribean vegetable with pineapple, cottage pie. Now this would normally not interest me EXCEPT that i KNOW that Jacq would not only buy all of this for Aurelia, but some for herself as well. Where is the fairness in life? She has three extra pairs of hands to help her - if you count my mom - and i have carribean chicken. So lets get this in perspective.

So i'm cyberteasing Jacq - even from 10.000 miles away. Previleges of chey-chey hodd i'm afraid. For most of our first and last conversation here consisted on Jacq insisting that i tell her what Business class was like. Oisin enjoyed the chairs and pretended he was an astronaut and i ate duck confit and beer tornadoes. Or something like that. It's not like the best steak in the world, but it was good for an airplane. That agreed. How could you ever go back to economy she moaned....true, true, but i'm afriad that if you insist on saving the world and not earning a sensible income, it will be economy for the forseeable future.

And part of the charm of Bfast is...today at 8.30 i took Ghin into the car and wnet off to Cafe Renoirs where i was promptly met by John Wright - and later join by his partner, Hazel a totally cool woman in her own right, and he filled me in on the goings on of the cycling campaign here. I love this place. There we sat swopping stories and teasing each other - everyone teasing each other of course...John had also heard Peter on the radio earlier talking about Gore and the IPCC's Nobel Prize - and so we took it from there. Outside it was a warm autumnal morning - the leaves had already turend and were turning and the nip in the air was beginning. I had an Ameraicano and half and scone as we discussed the various campaigns that were underway. There was something so managable and possible about it all. That the individual was real. That we had faces. As i walked to Botanics with Ghin slung across me, i had to slowly remember that people said hello to each other here as they passed. Men, women, children. I saw Doris and her kid across the road, and waved hi. As i passed the birdfeeder we helped put up in the Gardens, i thought, i'm home. This is home too.

Oh yes and the other great thing - all my pre maternity outfits FIT!!!! How cool is that. Oh yes, i am home.

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