Hoppo Bumpo (n): A children's game. Played by folding one's arms and hopping on one leg. Aim is to bump opponents, so that they lose their balance. Last person standing wins.


November 05, 2008

Weary



Welcome sweet eve thy gently sloping sky,
And softly whispering wind that breathes of rest;

from Sunset, John Clare (1793 - 1864)

9 comments:

  1. Oh no, are those boys dividing and conquering while Dad is away. Keep your chin up, or your eye lidsd closed whichever works out the best.

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  2. Gawd! When I'm really tired I can only manage "Too tired to think" on my blog posts....you still manage POETRY!!??

    Hope today is a bright sunshiny one for you, and you're all rested and recharged!

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  3. Hope you managed to get some much need R & R last night! Love you sky pics.

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  4. My advice would be to go to bed very soon after the boys and have an 11 hour sleep! Does wonders!

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  5. Hope you had a good rest!
    What a lovely post! Like Nikki said, poetry, wow, I can only manage LOLcats when I'm knackered. :P

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  6. I hope you got some rest.

    I never quite understood parents obsession with sleep until I had kids.

    I'm sometimes amazed that I function on as little sleep as I do....if finding the 'frozen' peas in the cupboard counts as functioning.

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  7. Ohhhh a bad night?

    I really should head to bed - working tomorrow....

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