One of my regrets about the demise of Wayne Mapp from his role as 'Spokesman for the Eradication of Political Correctness' is that I never got around to sending him a copy of Saville's 'The Gay Dolphin Adventure'. I think it would have really spoken to Wayne.
There's a song which Tenacious D covered, but it was originally written by some Canadians called Corky and the Juice Pigs, called 'Eskimo' (lyrics: I'm the only gay Eskimo in my tribe) youtube for those who want to see
Because every good book should have music to go with it.
I have the book, and the song (the Corky version). And an oasis of intelligent well-read satirical bastards. My life is complete. If you like Corky, you may wish to try Three Dead Trolls in a Baggie.
Nobbed? What sorta weird-arse lingo are they teaching energy engineers these days?
Indeed. It's supposed to be 'boffed'.
I never got the Ransome thing, it was all a bit Boyish to me. But when I was a kid I inherited my brothers' old copies of Malcolm Saville's Lone Pine adventures. I love them, I've passed them to my kids, but I've never run across anybody else who's read them.
Kyle, do you want laws that catch criminals before they've committed their act?
Just to be pendantic, before they've commited an act, aren't they just 'people', not 'criminals'?
And why do you get excited about Unlimited?
I am assuming it's not the content or the curriculum that excites - same old same old, but the delivery and choices it offers
It's a bit of both, actually. It's the amount of control the kids have over what they learn, and the breadth of the choices they have. If you go here you can see the kind of thing on offer. Then you go to somewhere like Riccarton (which btw is a perfectly good school, I have friends whose kids went there and loved it) and you're back to your traditional core curriculum and a couple of optionals that you choose from a ridiculously limited list, and it's just so underwhelming.
Check nappy; check the cry (are they in pain (pretty unlikely, really) or just WANT TO BE PICKED UP. NOW.
Mark, dude, you cherry-picked my comment, took what you wanted and ignored the end of it. And I'll go back and reiterate what I said earlier as well: any 'one size fits all' solution is at best unhelpfully rigid and at worst, well, worse than that. The thing with really bad colic/reflux babies is that they ARE in pain. Lying a reflux baby down makes their condition worse.
The furthest I'd go would be to say, disciplined sleep-pattern setting works for healthy babies. Bob (I'm not bloody well calling him Rodney, thank you) has not been a healthy baby.
Our daughter attends Unlimited Paenga Tawhiti school
in Christchurch and went to Discovery primary before that.
I'm very much hoping to get my son to go to Unlimited year after next. He wants to go to Riccarton like all his friends, but I look at what Unlimited offers in comparison with a traditional high school and I get all excited.
I wish I know now about getting babies to sleep by themselves when I went through child number 1.
Our daughter - our second child - is named after our midwife, who gave us back sleep after the birth of our first. He'd go to sleep in your arms, put as soon as you put him down, he'd start screaming. In fact, as soon as you tilted him back to vertical, he'd start screaming. It was his party trick for weeks.
She told us to just put him down, and let him scream. And he did, for an hour, while I lay in our bed and cried. Then he fell asleep, slept for five hours straight, and we never had to deal with it again.
And given the women I knew who had trouble with toddlers who wouldn't sleep were co-sleepers who said things like 'putting your child in a forward-facing pushchair is child abuse', I thought I had this sleep thing sussed. Then friends had a colicky reflux baby and I realised I was back to knowing sweet frack all about anything.
I know! How about a ritual disemvowelling?
Yes, there's nothing like a nice, slow vowel-stripping.
J, at least David is "complaining" about something he's actually BEEN through. At least he's doing it with humour, wit, intelligence, and bringing pleasure to other people's lives. So off the top of my head I'd say, yeah, you have nothing in common.
You're whining about something you could easily avoid by, say, hitting that little X in the top right-hand corner of your screen.
Dude, that wasn't sarcasm -- that was abject humbleness.
Sorry. I am apparently completely unable to detect sincerity these days. Habituation, I suspect.