Personal Stuff: If you don't know me - GO AWAY!!!!
To see a larger version, just click on any picture. Full name: Stephen Michael Hooker, nicknames: Acw, Zok. Born in Aberdare, used to live in 46 Peasant View, Godreaman, Aberdare, Mid Glamorgan where my parents still live. Also used to live in Selbourne (Selborne) Street, Chuckery, Walsall. Bachelor of Arts (BA) Degree in Visual Communications from West Midlands College of Higher Education. Ran a business from The Custard Factory Digbeth.
with Bradley and Esme in play area. B on amazing world trip. Everything is point and stare. Esme says that's my friend to everybody.
SMS sent from the play area in Telford. Used to be a shoe shop but they've opened it up, I guess, while they're look for new tenants.
Bradley was looking around and pointing and saying, "Duu!" With such a fresh, shocked look on his face. Like everything was new. Which everything was, to him.
Again, someone started picking on him. He just doesn't understand that someone wants to come down the slide, as he plays on the bottom, and won't move. It's only when he sees me hovering that he starts crying. Ignoring it otherwise, as the very big kid (4 years) slyly kicks him.
For the rest of the time he wants to go somewhere else. But Esme likes it so much, as she's making friends with everyone.
An older girl and her are playing close to me. The older girl asks Esme where her daddy is, Esme points, the girls asks if she can have her penny back. It turns out, that the older girl had 4 pennies and dropped one, and Esme picked it up. I ask Esme to give it back and she doesn't want to. Strange, I think. Esme had found a penny a while ago. It was on the floor in another shop, she said the fairies had given it to her. I think there was some confusion over the ownership of this penny, and Esme said it was the girls... But where was her penny... Anyway, I trusted Esme on this one and we went off with the girls still asking for her penny.
It couldn't last forever. Bradley, apparently started scrunching up the pages, and I think Esme told him off.
He's taken a bottle and gone to bed... I think he'll drop off for a few hours, he was up early this morning.
They're both very quiet. I wonder what goes on. So I go upstairs to see...
Bradley and Esme sitting togther with an Agros catalogue on their laps, looking a the toys.
"I want this, I want his, I do." says Esme.
Bradley's a load better. Eating like there's no tomorrow. And having lots of fun. He likes, now, to fight back with his sister, slapping her and saying no.
I got them all day tomorrow, till quite late too. 7.00pm -- that's quite late. I guess we'll go on an adventure in the double pushchair. Down to see the horses Down the rickety road, to the lakes. See the fishermen, the ducks (we'll take some bread) throw stones in, off then under the bridges, to see the dinosaurs. Into the play park, on the slides and climbing frames, into the shopping centre, to the toy shops and the play area and catch the bus home.
Should take 4 hours, and roughly 3 miles. By the time we're back we're all knackered. Off straight to the bath, into pyjamas, they'll be in bed before Amanda gets home.
Ah! She'll think. I haven't seen them all day. And look disappointed. But the piece and quiet Amanda, the piece and quiet ";->"