Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Easter chez les Bernard

At the Bernard Bunch, Easter is about peaceful moments of harmony with the familyA time for brother and sister to spend some quality time together

It's a moment of sharing, with our loved ones


and enjoying some precious moments spent togetherOk stop that loud violin romantic music, we're at the Bernard Bunch, things don't happen like that here. Anyway, many thanks to Anne Sophie and Franck (my yummy Godfather) for a lovely Easter family celebration at their place, and here are a few celebratory pix (NOT taken by a still livid Mama who stalks the garden wall in camouflage gear and face painted in green and white every night, but courtesy of Auntie Valerie who was modest enough NOT to send the ones taken of her on that fine day)


My Easter Egg from Parrain (that's French for Godfather, and that's what I call him - or that I will call him one day, the day I get round to talking - I'm a right chatter box but as yet have not uttered a single 'real' world - whats the rush folks????). This particular Easter egg had a great taste - not terribly chocolaty, but pleasant none the less ...


Now isn't this a nice, natural, spontaneous pose? This is US, the new generation Bernard Bunch (all my cousins are in the pic but Lena, who was throwing some zzzzz's in preparation for staying awake all night long)






Here's my Uncle Laurent .... he's the one discussing the injustice of professional football wages with my Papa at the top there ... and he's Lena's Papa, living in sin with my Auntie Valerie who has declined to have photos of her published in MY BLOG.... PFPFPFPFPFPF



That's more like it!!! Aren't I the EAster Bunny!!!




Here my brothers and my cousin Alexis admire my extravagent beauty




NO! They are NOT playing on a flipper machine AT ALL


Now when Lena finally got round to waking up, she and I had a good time wrestling... all that was missing as a bit of mud:







ANYONE who calls me 'Thunder Thighs' will get a biff on the nose






AREN'T WE A GORGEOUS PAIR OF MUNCHKINS THOUGH????

(OK, so I'm a little bit more gorgeous than my cousin Lena, but you have to make allowances in life for the less fortunate)

Mama's editorial note / intervention : OI Abigail, don't you talk about my Goddaughter like that!!! She is the most gorgeous little Pumpkin Pie that ever worked this earth, so cut the nonsense ok?

(Humble Pie mode) - ok Mama


SO HERE IS MY OUTSTANGLY GORGEOUS COUSIN LENA

Who I am not wrestling with

and from whose special places shines lots of sun



Lovely Easter Lunch Anne-Sophie!!!





Sigh ... what a lovely day that was!!

Happy Easter folks!!!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Mama is going Pippa crazy















































I fear Mama has regressed back to childhood ....
(ok, so whats new eh?)
Mama was wondering if anyone out there remembered her collection of Pippa dolls which she got when we lived in Ramsey Forty Foot in the 70's ...
I'm sure my Auntie Sianie must have played with them!! do they ring a bell? With outfits like that they must surely be difficult to forget!!!
If she has told me once, Mama has now told me a THOUSAND times that her favorite Pippa was the Penny one, despite those horrific blue dungarees she always sports (so seventees - yeuck) - she's even started up a blog on the subject (eyes raised to ceiling, hands in air palms pointed upwards) ...


Saturday, March 22, 2008

Mama gets all soppy on me

Beautiful In My Eyes by Joshua Kadison

You’re my peace of mind in this crazy world.
You’re everything I’ve tried to find, your love is a pearl.
You’re my Mona Lisa, you’re my rainbow skies,
and my only prayer is that you realize
you’ll always be beautiful in my eyes.
The world will turn and the seasons will change,
and all the lessons we will learn will be beautiful and strange.
We’ll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs.
My only prayer is that you realize
you’ll always be beautiful in my eyes.
You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.
When there are lines upon my face from a lifetime of smiles,
and when the time comes to embrace for one long last while,
we can laugh about how time really flies.
We won’t say goodbye ’cause true love never dies.
You’ll always be beautiful in my eyes.
You will always be beautiful in my eyes.
And the passing years will show
that you will always grow ever more beautiful in my eyes.
The passing years will show that you will always grow
ever more beautiful in my eyes.