Chez Spud

this girl doesn’t take any shit…she’s starbucks not costa…she’s CHANEL not Mac….she’s Cristalle not No 7…she’s Nikon, of course. she’s not half as smart as she likes to make out but puts on a good show for the crowd…she’s got the gift of the gab and can charm the birds from the trees …she sings [...]

Following on from yesterday’s post about Carnation Milk and Rubber Knickers…today I thought we’d have a scoot through one of MrSpud’s preschooler scrapbooks. Oh yes, my mother-in-law really HAS kept pretty much everything! Although she has being trying very hard for years to clear her house, garage, loft of her children’s ’stuff’…mostly in vain.  I [...]

Once upon a time, when Bertie was a baby, my mother-in-law was reminiscing with me about her own children as babies and how ‘everything is different these days’. She wasn’t being snooty or draconian, simply passing comment on how recommended practices change from generation to generation. She mentioned that MrSpud was fed on Carnation Milk [...]

Mr Diggy had his first ‘proper’ haircut today. I’m not counting the random chopping I’ve done over the last few months. But his lovely curls had gone from angelic to dragged-through-a-hedge-backwards and it was time to call in the The Professionals.
So I hauled myself out of my sick bed, and dragged those Megaboys to the [...]

Remember, a few weeks back, when I said shoulder pads are back? And introduced the concept of ‘extreme shoulders’? Well, turns out Lady Gaga must be a fan of Chez Spud…and has listened and learnt and taken the concept to the next level … ‘ridiculous shoulders’…

Pink, as suggested by The Wife….tough assignment, not much pink in a house full of boys!  Anyone fancy suggesting a theme for next week?

A mere 17 hours after I received A Sign that I should blow a load of cash on a new camera…she arrived. And here she is, my [not very] little bundle of joy….my D700 accessorised with a Big Fat Lens.
Since the incident of the Disappearing Wig back in the summer, Andy the Postman can’t be [...]

Ooooh I do love a good omen…a little sign sent from someone, somewhere, unseen and unknown…a little nudge, a suggestion, a message.  I should have been born in Roman times, I would have loved all that mucking around with sacrificial entrails and pondering the flight of birds to get a handle on the will of [...]

Way back in the mists of time, someone asked me to do a Camera Club post on cropping and what better way to pass the time whilst laid up in bed with a flu ‘thing’ than a wee Camera Club meeting?  Do we have cake?  I’ve heard rumours of baking lessons at Blog Camp 3.0. [...]

Bertie Showing us how Buster Pants, originally uploaded by Busters Mum.
Love that photo above, taken by my Dad’s wife. Love how Bertie is trying to impress us with his impression of their dog panting…meanwhile I’m ignoring him and taking photos of the dog….and Trudy has focused on me, not Bertie, in this shot. WAAAAH! Poor [...]