Hello Zulu & Boff.
How's life?
Southwold sounds nice.
Restricted access to MN less so (though possibly helpful if anything needs actually doing).
I am translating a text about historiography, which seems to be the study of the history of history. Until then I was OK. But what is the study of historiography? The study of the study of the history of history?
We have walking, throwing things downstairs, climbing on chairs, climbing up steps to slides, sitting down and launching self down slide at breakneck speed.
We also have a big bump on the head and a split lip.
We have "Mama", "Papapapa", "Ee-ah" (DS1), "chat" (i.e. French for cat, he's not on MSN yet), "nee-naw" (for fire engines) and a noise that sounds like a damsel in grave distress, which is apparently a horse neighing.
We have determination.
We have outrage when opposed.
We have cascades of giggles.
We have fascination with the swallows swooping into the eaves of an evening.
We have delight at splashing with some water in a bucket.
We have sweeping with Mummy's brush. Or two, when we are feeling particuarly brawny.
We have a lot of fun. I didn't know it could be such a laugh.