How hard can it be to choose a baby\’s name?
So my wonderful wife Jenny is 38 weeks pregnant and there is still no sign of baby 2. Although from the John Wayne style walking, I can’t expect that it will be long! We decided not to find out if it is a boy or a girl, so choosing a name has been doubly difficult but needless to say that my suggestion of Barry Button (named after the famous soul singer Barry White) has been firmly ruled out by Jenny. I still think it’s a better suggestion than Bella…Bella Button? Really? No Jenny.
I did my interview for the Rio Olympics this month. It was an international Skype style affair, conducted in English with 10 people from 10 different places in the world from Australia and the US, all the way to China and India. I suspect that some of the candidates may have exaggerated their English speaking ability – we were asked to use one word for what we were expecting from our Olympic experience, tough when you are put on the spot I know, but one candidate said ‘Thank you’, another simply said ‘No’. I had to put myself on mute so that they couldn’t hear me laughing. I was last thankfully, and I said ‘Teamwork’ to an appreciative nod from the interviewer…it’s not my first rodeo Mrs Rio 2016.
I don’t wish to describe Jenny as a complainer, but if she moans one more time about her back pain I’ll…send her to see our Chiro Hannah! Which is what I did. This gave Hannah and Jenny a chance to catch up on all the latest gossip, from baby names to Hannah and Iain’s wedding plans. All the while Jen was getting treatment on her back lying comfortably on her front, bump and all. She can do this due to the wonderful giant super soft cushion device that we have with a large hole cut out of it for the baby bump and two holes higher up for, well use your imagination, needless to say it is very comfortable indeed, allowing pregnant ladies the ability to get a fabulous treatment/massage relieving their aches and pains…bliss!
I have to say that we enjoyed the Downend fireworks this year. We went to the early children’s display without all the loud bangs. We were a merry band of parents as we were joined by the physios Keith, Sian and Chris from Next Step and their little ones and also my friends Lee and Sophie Brown from Bristol Rovers. It was great to catch up with former Bristol Rovers player Eliot Richards and his lovely wife Stacey. Eliot as you may know has moved to Cheltenham Town after beating testicular cancer. They are both doing well and loving life.
Now I have to admit that a Christmas do in November is a bit early but I was told in no uncertain terms that it was now or ‘not this year’ by Jenny. I can’t blame her really. After months of pressure I caved in and we didn’t go ‘The Mezze’ in Downend but into town, to Turtle Bay. It was my first time at Turtle Bay but I had heard good things and I wasn’t let down. The food was fantastic if not a little spicy at times, the atmosphere was great and was helped along nicely by 2-4-1 cocktails. For a change, there were no casualties this year as we all got home in the same cab and Jen was ecstatic when I woke her up to ask if she was ‘pleased with me’ that I had got home at only 1:30am. As Storm ‘Barney’ passes through there is little else to report, now we wait…
