After a few minor hiccups on this blog site, we have now moved all future Doggblogs along with other bits & bobs to the following low level website:
www.grandaddydaycare.com
The last blog on this site was the short one from my swimming lesson with grandad last Saturday. If the website doesn't take off, we will revert back to this so it won't be cancelled yet.
We've been getting constant error messages coming up during the writing of our escapades and to be honest, it's a tad annoying. We've tried to contact the relevant people but just get notes from other users having a similar problem. I'm sure it's nothing much but it may be time to try it from another angle because today is our birthday, our first birthday!!
Because grandad wastes a lot of time in the daytime watching Jeremy Kyle, Loose Women and constant repeats of Only Fools and Horses and Peppa Pig, I thought it would benefit everyone for him to direct his attention to a better service. He watches repeats of West Ham wins and says they are unbeaten for months!!!!
Nanna will be cheesed off because he needs to finish the kitchen - and heating system - and allotment - and decorating - and the loft - and the garage........... Oh dear, what have I done.
Don't be frightened to send him a note via email: info@grandaddydaycare.com as he won't be frightened to tell you to bog off but I'm sure he won't. If you send any photos, please make sure you're happy with them to be published although if they are, it won't be to the Vision On music with Tony Hart AND there will be no financial reward like You've Been Framed! Blow that for a game of soldiers.
Many thanks to all my followers, twelve months of looking after grandad has been both tough and rewarding and I have a feeling the next twelve months will double in effort. Try the webby, its purely low level but will still be fun after it gets going.
Dogg
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Monday, 3 March 2014
Sunday, 2 March 2014
Just as the recent series of 'SPLASH' ends with that little dancer dude taking the coveted crown, me and grandad attempt to make our very own episode. Daddy couldn't take me swimming this week and mummy is in a state of obvious misuse so first on my substitute list is the old fella. Now it has to be said that my grandad isn't at the peak of his physical fitness, it may be observed by many that he probably never has been but if he has, that phase is oh-but-a-mere dot on the horizon! He is beginning to form the shape of a very large snowball and is getting as round as he is high despite constant claims to "do something about it". Our recent Winter Lympiks adventures indoors were a huge success (thankfully not via YouTube!!!) and we were confident that our synchro diving AND swimming would be an equal successful campaign.
Grandad got me changed into my baby speedos and then got himself ready - oh dear! He wore shorts that used to look a lot better on him than they do now as he proudly walked us out onto the poolside. Grandad is quite a well known cadgy in the swimming circles and he knows a lot of people from all over the place. Most of my 'coaches' know him very well, one knows him very well although today I think she'd prefer not to - NANNA. Because he is famous, we came out onto poolside like a pair of celebrities and in all fairness, quite rightly so. The ladies who knew grandad laughed, no no sorry - the ladies who knew grandad cheered and clapped as we got ready to enter the water.
I stood on the side and was instructed to wait for the person responsible for me. I waited ages until it dawned on me that it was grandad was that soldier. In he got - SPLOOOOOOOOSH!!!!!!!!! With all the grace and finesse of the diver on the John Smiths beer advert, grandad done a big bomb. All the people on poolside got soaked, some of my fellow swim mates were catapulted through the air at a speed never before recorded, the kids from the previous lesson screamed from the changing rooms as a mini tsunami hit the walls and then he turned around and told me to jump into the water. WHAT WATER?!?!?! By now, even I could walk safely on the pool floor! Once the water had returned and settled, my entrance was by far more elegant, a double somersault with two and a half twists from an upside pike standing down position preceded by my traditional war cry of 'Whoa, whoa, whoa.....' as I launch from the top step.
I coughed and spluttered as I found the surface and a grandad who was meant to catch me. He knows my 'Whoa, whoa, whoa' is a clear indication that I was about to jump but he chose to ogle the young mum standing on poolside instead AND Nanna was there too. Disgraceful! Before the lesson started, the swim lady Jan, got all our group together to take a photo as it was the first time she'd had a group with kids and dads. I'm quietly confident her real reason was because me and grandad were there as we're quite a sort after commodity. We've turned down several requests to open supermarkets but haven't given up the idea of a calendar boys venture. In my lesson we had to make a pirate ship by going backwards and forwards collecting a boat then the masks and sails. We had to kicky kick on our fronts and then our backs. Then we had to get the little pirates by blowing bubbles in the water. Grandad could do this easily and he never even put his face in the water - he is a clever grandad.
When it was time to get out I had a little shower, I liked the shower, in fact I had five or six little showers, I really like the shower!! We got dried and changed but there were girls in our changing rooms - that's just not cricket.
On the way home, grandad gave me a few Quavers to stave off my hunger but after three I fell asleep. This swimming lark is a bit tiring. Apparently I got back to mummy at Nanny Jan's and Poppa Mole's and went straight to bed for a kip. Grandad disappeared like a Dynamo the Magician and that was it.
Monday is our big day, me and grandad are going to be on a roll...............
Grandad got me changed into my baby speedos and then got himself ready - oh dear! He wore shorts that used to look a lot better on him than they do now as he proudly walked us out onto the poolside. Grandad is quite a well known cadgy in the swimming circles and he knows a lot of people from all over the place. Most of my 'coaches' know him very well, one knows him very well although today I think she'd prefer not to - NANNA. Because he is famous, we came out onto poolside like a pair of celebrities and in all fairness, quite rightly so. The ladies who knew grandad laughed, no no sorry - the ladies who knew grandad cheered and clapped as we got ready to enter the water.
I stood on the side and was instructed to wait for the person responsible for me. I waited ages until it dawned on me that it was grandad was that soldier. In he got - SPLOOOOOOOOSH!!!!!!!!! With all the grace and finesse of the diver on the John Smiths beer advert, grandad done a big bomb. All the people on poolside got soaked, some of my fellow swim mates were catapulted through the air at a speed never before recorded, the kids from the previous lesson screamed from the changing rooms as a mini tsunami hit the walls and then he turned around and told me to jump into the water. WHAT WATER?!?!?! By now, even I could walk safely on the pool floor! Once the water had returned and settled, my entrance was by far more elegant, a double somersault with two and a half twists from an upside pike standing down position preceded by my traditional war cry of 'Whoa, whoa, whoa.....' as I launch from the top step.
I coughed and spluttered as I found the surface and a grandad who was meant to catch me. He knows my 'Whoa, whoa, whoa' is a clear indication that I was about to jump but he chose to ogle the young mum standing on poolside instead AND Nanna was there too. Disgraceful! Before the lesson started, the swim lady Jan, got all our group together to take a photo as it was the first time she'd had a group with kids and dads. I'm quietly confident her real reason was because me and grandad were there as we're quite a sort after commodity. We've turned down several requests to open supermarkets but haven't given up the idea of a calendar boys venture. In my lesson we had to make a pirate ship by going backwards and forwards collecting a boat then the masks and sails. We had to kicky kick on our fronts and then our backs. Then we had to get the little pirates by blowing bubbles in the water. Grandad could do this easily and he never even put his face in the water - he is a clever grandad.
When it was time to get out I had a little shower, I liked the shower, in fact I had five or six little showers, I really like the shower!! We got dried and changed but there were girls in our changing rooms - that's just not cricket.
On the way home, grandad gave me a few Quavers to stave off my hunger but after three I fell asleep. This swimming lark is a bit tiring. Apparently I got back to mummy at Nanny Jan's and Poppa Mole's and went straight to bed for a kip. Grandad disappeared like a Dynamo the Magician and that was it.
Monday is our big day, me and grandad are going to be on a roll...............
Tuesday, 25 February 2014
That's it then, I've now finished the first part of my basic cookery course and have to prepare myself for an exam next week. Not sure what the theme is but granddad told me that next week is 'all my own work' apart from the bits that may cut my fingers off.
I made a simple pizza today, well actually I made THREE pizza's today - one for me, one for nanna and a bigger one for mummy and daddy to share. It was quite a juggly act because they all like different things or to be precise, they all don't like different things: daddy doesn't like much rooms, mummy isn't keen on Tommy's toes and nanna doesn't eat meat from animals. So here we go with the greedy ants: talcum powder for the base, juice from tomatoes, slicey up tomatoes, much rooms, 'am, three hundred different cheeses and some water.
Granddad had to mix the talc and the water because it was a guey mess and stuck like pooh to a nappy - it was real yuk!! We put some flowers on the worktop so it wouldn't stick but that was a waste of time. After about two hours, it was finally sort of ready to squash so granddad gave me a big wooden stick and we bashed the gunk until it was nice and flat then we broke it up into three pieces and squashed it some more. Granddad then gave me some juice from some Italian tomatoes in a jar and let me splash it on the bottom stuff. This was a fun bit because I was allowed to bash the poon on the juice and it went everywhere - over the floor, over the fridge and even over Millie. Millie is now a Greater Red Spotted Westie!! Sorry Millie but it'll wash out one day.
We added the bits of toppings to the appropriate pizza with the precision of an exorcet missile and then popped them all in the oven until two episodes of Peppa Pigg and half of Ben and Holly had been on and then they were ready. THEY WERE SCRUMPTIOUS!!!!!!!!
I made a curry thing for daddy and warmed up some fishes for me and mummy to eat when we got home. We had some expertly cooked rice to go with both dinners. This was measured and flavoured to perfection and then put in a bag for us to warm up ourselves later.
Hearlier we went for our usual walk into town and it was quite a pleasant stroll. We saw the men working on the buildy site with the big diggers and the massive cranes which go right up to the moon. We crossed the road in front of a policeman in his car and he just laughed at us. I hope he wasn't going to a mergency somewhere. I haven't noticed the little man who walks with a limp and I'm sure he's fell in a puddle somewhere in town. The lady with not many clothes on hasn't made an appearance either although we did see her twin sister in a woolly coat and a big 'at.
Mummy has been at home this week as she has been told to have a few days off as she's feeling a bit crook. When I got home, Poppa Mole was there and I helped him fix some things for mummy and daddy. I'm good with those screwy driver things and I'm sure I'm a massive help to everyone.
Granddad said that next week is going to be a busy day for us as I have my cooky exam as soon as I get there when we make something special and if there's time after my exam, we are going up to see the airplanes if the weather is ok. I assume they don't fly if its raining so they don't get wet.
That's it really, nothing much today but it's probably just the calm before the storm. Next week our antics should be available for all to see - if granddad can suss out the technology!!
Trust me, next week is going to be BIG. Watch this space!!
Catch you later
Dogg
I made a simple pizza today, well actually I made THREE pizza's today - one for me, one for nanna and a bigger one for mummy and daddy to share. It was quite a juggly act because they all like different things or to be precise, they all don't like different things: daddy doesn't like much rooms, mummy isn't keen on Tommy's toes and nanna doesn't eat meat from animals. So here we go with the greedy ants: talcum powder for the base, juice from tomatoes, slicey up tomatoes, much rooms, 'am, three hundred different cheeses and some water.
Granddad had to mix the talc and the water because it was a guey mess and stuck like pooh to a nappy - it was real yuk!! We put some flowers on the worktop so it wouldn't stick but that was a waste of time. After about two hours, it was finally sort of ready to squash so granddad gave me a big wooden stick and we bashed the gunk until it was nice and flat then we broke it up into three pieces and squashed it some more. Granddad then gave me some juice from some Italian tomatoes in a jar and let me splash it on the bottom stuff. This was a fun bit because I was allowed to bash the poon on the juice and it went everywhere - over the floor, over the fridge and even over Millie. Millie is now a Greater Red Spotted Westie!! Sorry Millie but it'll wash out one day.
We added the bits of toppings to the appropriate pizza with the precision of an exorcet missile and then popped them all in the oven until two episodes of Peppa Pigg and half of Ben and Holly had been on and then they were ready. THEY WERE SCRUMPTIOUS!!!!!!!!
I made a curry thing for daddy and warmed up some fishes for me and mummy to eat when we got home. We had some expertly cooked rice to go with both dinners. This was measured and flavoured to perfection and then put in a bag for us to warm up ourselves later.
Hearlier we went for our usual walk into town and it was quite a pleasant stroll. We saw the men working on the buildy site with the big diggers and the massive cranes which go right up to the moon. We crossed the road in front of a policeman in his car and he just laughed at us. I hope he wasn't going to a mergency somewhere. I haven't noticed the little man who walks with a limp and I'm sure he's fell in a puddle somewhere in town. The lady with not many clothes on hasn't made an appearance either although we did see her twin sister in a woolly coat and a big 'at.
Mummy has been at home this week as she has been told to have a few days off as she's feeling a bit crook. When I got home, Poppa Mole was there and I helped him fix some things for mummy and daddy. I'm good with those screwy driver things and I'm sure I'm a massive help to everyone.
Granddad said that next week is going to be a busy day for us as I have my cooky exam as soon as I get there when we make something special and if there's time after my exam, we are going up to see the airplanes if the weather is ok. I assume they don't fly if its raining so they don't get wet.
That's it really, nothing much today but it's probably just the calm before the storm. Next week our antics should be available for all to see - if granddad can suss out the technology!!
Trust me, next week is going to be BIG. Watch this space!!
Catch you later
Dogg
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