Pasta Party

Whatever you do…. don’t… repeat don’t let your wife make pasta with the boys. It may sound like a good idea at the time however…..

Pasta, justa like Mamma used to make…… if she was trying to poison you
I wonder how long it’ll be before we have pasta making again, my monies on it being quite a while

Sunnyside up

Q – Why do dogs just lie in the sun doing sod all?………..
A – Because they can!

They’d do this all day given the chance (and they do)

Snuggie Huggie

Mr Gibbs has discovered the delight of the Snuggie. This has nothing to do with him being forced off the sofa by Ziva and having a sulk by himself. I think he’s trying out for Harry Potter/Lord of the Rings you never know when you’ll need an invisible cloak

• Anything Happening?
• I’ve got the sofa
• Better have some more sleep then

Match of the Day

The Toxic Monkey’s first football match. A resounding 14 – 1 win for the Kingfishers. Carnage ensued

Uncivil Engineering

Alas, poor Polytunnel! I knew him, Horatio, a polytunnel of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. It hath bore me nothing whatsoever, and now how abhorr’d in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. The long awaited answer to – Will it survive the week? Nay, Nay and thrice Nay. Apparently things like rain and wind are a no no, this is unfortunate if you happen to live in Wales. Mrs Ob will have to make some amendments to her design methinks