Ponk Alert!

Tonight I chose to watch In the Night Garden whilst having my milk. I get totally absorbed to the point that I need a bit of reassurance from my Dad. Even though I have seen ITNG hundreds of times, this might be the time that one of the Tombliboos actually hurts themselves when the Pinky Ponk hits a tree, or loses their trousers for good. I'm not sure I could cope with that.

Today is my Uncle Scott's birthday. I made him a birthday card. It had a dinosaur on the front (like Gran's) but no moon. This time though, the dinosaur was wearing a jumper, a stripey one like Squiglet's. Mum wrote Happy Birthday Uncle Scott inside it, and I wrote Orla and drew some big kisses. He seemed very pleased with it. And despite going round saying Happy Birthday Uncle Scott all day, I wouldn't actually say it to his face. Dad played Happy Birthday on his ocarina.