personal blog: Steve Hooker's personal & family blog. If you don't know me - GO AWAY!!!! A Welsh boy stuck in the wrong country, struggling to get home

Oy! Not on the furniture... And he says "oooo," and runs off.

Bradley's discovered his sister's felt tip pens. He's scribbled on the floor, lucky it's tiles, the kitchen chairs, well, they need painting, the carpet in the living room, so we're moving, one day and the settee -- argg -- we've just had that cleaned!

now at 10 pin bowling orange fizzy pop and chips

here we are in early learning centre. Causing trouble and not buying anything

I forget the mess Bradley makes when he's eating. All in his hair, over his clothes, splashed over the floor. Clean him up, put him on the floor, kick the chair so everything that's hidden drops on the floor.

Bradley's much better now, though still with a wheezy hack sometimes when he's breathing.
He's sitting here eating his second yogurt, after eating quite a big dinner of beef pie and peas, didn't touch the potatoes.
Esme's watching Rosie and Jim (with Pat). With the sound up as loud as it can go.

testing one two three

BBC: Tyson denied licence to box - "Mike Tyson's title fight with Lennox Lewis is in doubt after his application for a boxing licence in Nevada is rejected."
Bummer! I'd have liked to see that. I like boxing, it's about the only sport that gets to me. As I stand up shouting at the telly, swinging my fists, "give him that, and that and some of this." Not that I'd ever box myself though, oh no, no. Ouch. I'm going to tell my Mam.

south Wales... Can you believe it? It's all green!

Damn, I'm tired. I should not stay up till 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, look after my screaming kid, Bradley, and give him yogurt at 6.00am and then get up at 8.00am and give them breakfast, then get Amanda up at 10.00 so I can take Esme up to the shop to get milk to get Bradley back off to sleep, and then think that I can work all day.
Amanda's taken them out to her sister's back in a bit. Not enough time for a quick snooze. And I think Amanda's working tonight again, so I have to handle the brats before I can have a quickie 40 winks...
They aren't brats, they're great, just that my clock and theirs aren't running the same.

Took Bradley off to the ShropDoc place today. Saw a nice Doc. He's given us some antibiotics. Reckons Bradley has the beginnings of a throat infection.

His rasping breathing could be asthma, but I don't want him on a nebulizer. I reckon it's the RSV he had last year. It's not the type of asthma that I know, when you do something that takes your breath way, like exercise. It's just breathing, so it could be the snot in his throat or something to do with the RSV.

London braced for 'winter vomiting': "More on this Story What the winter bug does to you (23 Jan 2002)From Scotland to the South Coast, offices and schools have been left half empty as the vicious, airborne stomach infection - characterised by projectile vomiting and diarrhoea - has "cut like a knife through butter""
"The bug's official title is the Norwalk-like Virus, after the town in Ohio where it was first identified. "

Norwalk Virus Infection Facts: "How is Norwalk virus infection diagnosed?"
"Laboratory diagnosis is difficult. Diagnosis is often based on the combination of symptoms and the short time of illness."

So the speed of recovery is the thing. Well, Bradley was shitting mid last week, threw up at skool on Thursday, coughing and moany till Monday when he projectile vomited and been up and down the temperature from 40.4° on Tueday night and 37° in skool today. He goes up every 4-6 hours or so. Hot, pissed off. We force 5 or 10 mil of Calpol and half an hour again he's either asleep or wanting to play.
Did I say he can sing Bob the Builder now? He likes his tunes, does our Bradley.