Me in the Gym

Not riding the trail

Evidence that it’s not entirely true that I never go to the gym, it’s just my definition of ‘gym’ is slightly different from the one in the dictionary.

Washing Down

Back home and ready for a shower.

Cracking Nuts


Family outing: The Nutcracker at Pacific Northwest Ballet. Very good, and all three boys enjoyed their first ballet experience.

Nutcracker @ PNB

As you can see, we got into the spirit of the cultural experience and really dressed up for the occasion: them’s my bestest stripes.

Finn at the fountain

Internatinal Fountain

We’d parked on the other side of the Seattle Center so had a quick scoot around the international fountain before zipping back over the lake to collect Ewok from his playdate with Tommy & Henry.

Smashing day grommit.

Split Skull

Skull Splitter

I was fortunate to receive a small selection of beers from the boys. This one was particularly pleasant.

Cracker Joke

It dulled the pain from the cracker jokes quite nicely.

Christmas Day Walk


How to top a stretch after a massive Chef-F inspired brunch with a stroll in Paradise? Bumping into friends on the trail who’d brought Sunny along to run with Ewok.

Arsenal Supporter

arsenal scarf

H had an Arsenal Christmas, lots of red and white and the result against Aston Villa wasn’t too shabby either.
Unke Paul & Granddad even had a Boxing day quiz. Thank-you Wikipedia :-)

Pre-Christmas Haircut


School had sent home a note to say that long trousers would be a good idea in the sub-zero conditions, much to H’s disgust. So what better way to celebrate warm knees than a dad-style haircut?

Finn = Six

Birthday Cake

Birthday Cake

Fay & Finn

Finn & Adrian

Happy birthday Finn!
Some splashing at Great Wolf Lodge before amazing Cadbury’s Chocolate Birthday Cake at home.
(Big thanks from Finn for all the pressies and birthday wishes, and especially to D&F; for the cha cha cha.)

Wonderful Mrs. Ito sent home a special poem for the special day:
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three
I was hardly me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five, I was just alive.
But now I am Six, I’m as clever as clever,
So I think I’ll be six now for ever and ever.
A. A. Milne, 1927

I’ll always remember Gran reading this to us. Happy birthday Gran.

Winter Sky

Lake Washington from Kirkland

Lake Washington and a Seattle skyline from a chilly bench in Kirkland.
Lunch from The Slip was excellent – just as Fay promised it would be.

Twelve Years

12 years

We first met at a place called St Edwards so an anniversary walk down to the lake at another St Edwards felt very apt. Besides, we both needed to walk off a rather over indulgent dinner from the previous evening. Ewok came along for the exercise, big thanks to VJR&H; for looking after the other two boys!

12 years, just as awesome as 11. Thanks Beautiful.



F’s long line of amazing creations took another step into the unknown earlier today as his My Family entry in the Visual Arts category was one of the winners selected for the next round. We’re all very proud!
F’s only concern is that it doesn’t go too much further in the competition – “when will we get the picture back” was his response on hearing the news.