We say that we're in love, while secretly wishing for rain...

...sipping coke and playing games...

The weather's a bit more changeable suddenly. Even the odd shower here and there.
The European Championships is shaping up quite nicely - maybe one the teams that always promise but rarely deliver will win it this time...Spain? Holland? Croatia anyone? The new feller Spurs have signed looks amazing. He destroyed Germany yesterday.
The weekend has landed. Time to buy some beer methinks.

Style is not a label that sticks to the roof of one's ass...

...style is like a second cousin to class...

And this feller has that written all over him huh? Lush. Serious.
This week i am mostly watching Ashes to Ashes. 80's-mungous baby.
I feel a compilation coming on.
Another one...

Driving in your car...

...I never ever want to go home...

WTF?!? Ha ha ha...
I loves it.

I'll love you in the morning...

...when we're still hungover...

The sun continues. Another short working week too. Today i have mostly been hot. Happy days...

There's a hole in my neighbourhood...

...down which of late I cannot help but fall...

The end of May approaches and the weather is suprisingly good. Not as warm as a couple of weeks ago but bright mostly. Which after last year is reason enough to celebrate.
Some more bank holidays soon too. Nice.
Today I have mostly had the Human League in my head.
"Here comes the Mirror Man..."
Ahem.

You are the only thing...

...in every room you're ever in...

Well, it's that time of year again. I'm referring of course to the my-birthday-time-of-year, chortle. Cardiff will have to wait another 70-odd years to win the Cup by the looks. Never much of a threat. Still, it was fun while it lasted. Pompey didn't exactly set the world alight during their victory.
It'll soon be time for the summer hols. Maybe I'll make it back to dear old Blighty this year. Show the kids some of Wales p'raps.
It's been a while...

I wish the world was flat like the old days...

...then I could travel just by folding a map...

Serious clarts - this is more like it. Continued sunshine. Outdoors all day. The wind in my, erm, hair. Not sure which hair, but one of 'em, ha ha.
Let's just hope this isn't all the summer we're getting, as the weather's due to deteriorate next week. A chance of showers so they say. Mmm. Really?
Today I have mostly been gardening and trying to clean out the garage of at least some of the old rubbish that seems to just end up in there-
Now do I deserve a beerio or do I deserve a beer...the little hand is wayyyy past beer o'clock methinks.

In your room, time stands still...

...or moves at your will...

Today is a Friday. The working week has drawn to a close and the sun is shining. All is well with the world.
Some days are lovelier than others...

Now that I'm clean...

...you know(s) what I mean...

Boo.
The end of the long bank holiday weekend. Back to school tomorrow. If i'm not coming down with the lurgy.
Wonder how long it will be before i dare take a swim? A few weeks of warmer weather first methinks. At least. Brr.
Why is it that as soon as the weather takes a turn for the better all the flu bugs rear their ugly little heads? Bah.

What she asked of me at the end of the day...

...Caligula would have blushed...

Hello sunshine. This is more like it. It's even fairly warm on the sunny side of the street.
I've developed a stinking cold from somewhere just in time for the good weather. Note to self: don't eat chips (that is crisps) that have been left open in an empty summerhouse for months and months on end. If i only could have stopped myself after half the remaining bag had disappeared then i might have got away with it. Out of control.
Serious.
Sometimes i even disgust myself.

Our lips shouldn't touch...

...moo-ve over darling...

Geddit? Ha not very ha.
Miserable weather still. At least i went for a little walk. To keep up my step count. Ahem.
Blew away some cobwebs anyway and put a smile on my face. Hoping for improvements tomorrow. The Dr's diagnosis.
Tomorrow will be better.

Scratch my name on your arm with a fountain pen...

...this means you really love me...

Mmm adiporn. You've gotta love it.
Today is the first day of a few days off. Cue an end to the lovely sunny weather. Enter rain and a temperature drop of ten degrees. Nice.
It is nice that we have one of these crazy swedish 'squeeze' days, meaning that, since the bank holiday is on the thursday, we get the friday off for free, as it were. Two for a pound. Get 'em in. Tidy clart!
Two english teams in the Champions League final. It seems like the same two teams will share that cup and the league between them, but i've been wrong before. Hard to believe...

Two lumps please, you're the bee's knees...

...but so am I...

Teams in white rock!
Except for the english rugby team of course.
I'm keeping my eye on the fine-looking ginger boy...he's going places.
Today was hot hot hot. I'm in danger of repeating myself here. But it was. Serious.
I love it.

I know that windswept, mystical air...

...it means I'd like to see your underwear...

Today was even lovelier. 19 degrees and bright sunshine. Sitting outside at lunchtime. Gorgeous. Long may it continue.
It keeps on getting nicer right now.
Joel's 1st football match. Away to the mighty frolunda. Come on! Hope there are not too many overly competitive parents here. I also hope joel can see the ball without his goggles, ha ha. I managed when i was a nipper though, so he'll be alright. Afterwards i'll pick up food for us. Mmm...food.
Today has been one of the good days...

15 minutes with you...

...oh I wouldn't say no...

Today was a lovely day. 17 degrees in the shade. It won't be that warm at the height of summer, ha ha. A spring in my stride and a glint in my eyes. Or something. Indeed, it was warm enough for me to strut around in my shorts when I came home from work. A treat for all involved, naturally.
Roll on the summertime...

And in any case I'd rather wear it...

...It's like a bad head in the morning...

Today has been a beautiful Spring day. After a couple of other nice days even.
We've been to Borås Djurpark to look at the animals (and crappy plastic dinos). Elephants, giraffes, leopards, tigers, monkeys with nasty red arses, the lot...all animal life is there.
Upon returning home I happened upon Spurs on tv. Which was nice.
Joe Calzaghe is fighting tonight in the early hours (of tomorrow) in Las Vegas. Come on!!!
I finally got the summer tyres onto the Pathfinder this week, complete with my blinging new rims. Booyakasha!
It feels like it's time to be drinking rosé (in a manly way, of course) and barbecueing. Outdoor drinking is a wonderful thing, I've always thought. I'm all for it. I've already grilled outdoors twice this week, ha ha. Mad for it...

Sometimes it snows in April...

...sometimes I wish that life was never-ending, but all good things they say never last...

Mad crazy weather. Snow in the mornings and sunshine and ten degrees warmer after lunch. Hmm.
One day I'll put my shiny new wheels onto my motor. Bling baby bling!
This week we bought a new tv. Mmmm...full HD goodness. The XBox 360 looks amazing on it. Oh yes.

This week I have also been mainly watching Gavin and Stacey, after it being recommended to me by "cousin" Andrew.
I loves it!
Just seen the final episode of season one (series one, I suppose it's called in "english" heh heh) and the GLC even got as mention.
"Where to is it?"
"Listen love, either learn to speak Welsh, or speak proper English...I haven't got a clue what you're on about"
"Okay, then. Where is it?"
Barry Island baby! You knows it, clart.

The football season is heating up (for the top teams) and sputtering out (for the mighty Tottenham).
Maybe I should watch Swedish football all summer while there's the break in the Premier League. Although maybe not, eh? Ha ha...

That's when I saw her - ooh, when I saw her...

...she walked in through the out-door, out-door...

Back from paradise to six degrees and rain and the arse-end of the snow that fell when we were away. Ew.

At least it's much lighter in the mornings (and evenings) though so Spring can't be too far away.

This week I have been mostly strangely knackered. Jet-lag I suppose.

 

Finally the boys have got a Spurs player when I bought some take-away food from Sibylla in one of their so-called "fun" boxes (is it just me or does that sound like something you'd buy in a sex shop? Just me? Ah, ok then.). Sadly he's an ex-Spurs player, but you can't have it all can you?

 

I want to go back to Curacao.

You're like my yo-yo that glows in the dark...

...what makes it special, makes it dangerous...

Another sunny day here. Easter saturday. Is it called that? Yesterday was weird. Phillip went to the toilet and on the way there he slipped on the wet floor (of course he was running full-tilt) by the pool and fell headfirst into the door. Cue torrents of blood and joel running back to us. And malin screaming at me to come out of the sea to go to him while she grabbed our stuff and the other two boys. I then went to the island's one hospital to get him seen to. Bizarre. He had a 4cm gash in his forehead the poor little feller, but he was very brave when they glued it shut. He seemed very small on the bed in hospital holding my hand. Hoping it's not gonna scar too much. The chicks are gonna dig it in a few years, though, heh heh. Now how on earth do we keep it out of the water for two days?
Doh!

It's gonna be a bright...

...bright sunshiney day...

The holiday continues apace. Yesterday we went into Willemstad which is the local town. Full of pretty, dutch influenced houses on the seafront with a floating bridge connecting the two main areas. It was a little cloudier. Possibly a good thing. There'll be plenty more sun before we're through. Time for some more snorkelling soon. Then something to eat. And drink. Repeat until bedtime. Ah...