Archive for November, 2008

Sleep extended

Saturday, November 29th, 2008

Louise and I both believe that one of the most important things you can teach your children is to be self reliant. To this end we work hard to teach both Ben and Jessica skills like getting dressed by themselves and getting their own breakfast.

Now, this is not the easiest course of action and often enough backfires. You’ll come down in the morning to find the fridge door wide open with a pool of milk on the floor next to it. Just yesterday Jessica got dressed on her own initiative but used one of her tops as a skirt.

However, it does pay off in the long run. Just a year ago the average time I’d get up on a weekend was 7am. This morning the children still got up at 7am but when I rolled out of bed at 8am they’d been playing nicely together (modulo one screaming argument which they resolved without our help) and had already eaten their breakfast together.

Hello Naomi!

Thursday, November 27th, 2008

Congratulations to Tim, Kathy and Naomi!

One thing I’ll say is that having children certainly sparked my own interest in photography.

The Christmas Story

Monday, November 24th, 2008

This Christmas is the first one that Ben has had at his new C of E school. Although vaguely aware of religious connotations to Christmas, to him (and the rest of the family) Christmas is more about family getting together, and to be brutally honest, presents.

The other day, Ben came home with a competition to design the front cover of the School Christmas Fair programme. The theme was of the Traditional Christmas story. Ben (foolishly) asked me what this was.

Me : Hmmm I’m not really sure. Maybe Rudolf, or Father Christmas? Not sure if there is a traditional Christmas story.

Ben: Umm, is it maybe something to do with Jesus?

Me: Oh yes, that Christmas story.

As old as aeons

Thursday, November 20th, 2008

Ben: Daddy? Do you stop growing when you’re 18?

Andrew: Well… some people stop growing before they’re 18 and some people stop growing after they’re 18 but I stopped growing when I was about 18.

Ben: And when was that?

Andrew: Err…

Ben: Was it 10,000 years ago?

Freaky fortnight

Sunday, November 9th, 2008

The last two weeks have been pretty hectic. This time two weeks ago I was sitting on a flight to Houston. The night before, Louise and I were working a bar together, which was a lot more fun than I was expecting.

The flight to the US was for work. Two days in Houston, visiting our seriously hurricane-proof data centre, followed by two days in Washington at a CDISC conference. For an inexperienced traveller, that’s a pretty punishing schedule; I didn’t do much useful on the Friday when I got back.

Saturday evening saw us all braving the downpours to go to the Wokingham firework show. The numbers were down significantly on previous years. I’d say only about a third the normal turnout. This had the advantage that we could park relatively closely. We left before the finale, however, as the kids had become very wet and cold.

This last week saw me scrabbling to catch up at work while trying to sort out a broken toilet flush at home in the evenings. I almost sorted the toilet out entirely on my own (with Louise on parts shopping duty during the day) but had to call in my dad for the last stage of reconnecting the water. I’ll get there one day. It only twigged with me a year or so ago that dads aren’t born knowing how to do everything, they just have twenty plus years head start on you.

I’m really enjoying work at the moment. We’re working on a new project, which is allow us to start over. This is a rarity in the application development arena. So often you’re building off someone else’s work, which limits your choices. We’re taking this opportunity to adopt some best of breed technologies and design the code in a way that we can have extensive automated unit tests. I’m very hopeful that the benefits this will deliver will be measurable. I’m also really chuffed that my team has taken my directions and run with them.

Yesterday saw my third visit to the Woking Beer Festival. The highlight, as ever, was the Whurlitzer performance by Len Rawle. Several hundred beered-up folks singing along to the likes of Old Bull And Bush and Jerusalem is great fun.