Sunday, 19 February 2012

The story of Pig Beetle...


"Did you know about Pig Beetle mummy?" asks Max.



"No," says Emily.

"He loves eating rocks and grass but most of all...


 he loves eating people," Max says cheerfully.



"Oh no!" says Emily. "He would eat Daisy up then."



Max is not impressed.

"No mummy he's not alive and he's not real," cries Max. "It's just a story."



Poor pig.

Lucky Daisy.



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The European Blues...



A love letter to Chelsea FC and their adventures in the Champions League

1999

Optimism sets in...


"We're in the Champions League next season!"

"Sweet!"



2000

Our comfortable lead is put to the sword...

"We'll get them next time!"



Next time was 4 years later...

2004

Too much tinkering.

"We were so close!" "Next year!"



2005

The ghost goal and the Icelandic man's miss.

"Unfair!" "Boo!"



2006

Out classed by theatrics apparently...

"We need players like that!"



2007

Seething red. Penalties and out.

"Arrgghh!"



2008

The slip, the miss and the tears...

"One kick...one kick...one kick..."



2009

Two minutes from Rome...

"I give up...we're cursed!"



2010

Special return for the visitors...

"Meh..."



2011

Park and out...

"Ha ha ha!"



2012?

"....I can't look."

"Tell me if we reach the final..."


"You can look now...we did it!"


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Sunday, 5 February 2012

The Force according to Max



"When Daisy flew to the death star, saved the princess and blew it up," sings Max in the theme tune of
 Star Wars.

The walk home should be interesting...



"You know daddy, I really like Star Wars," says Max.

"Yeah I kind of got that," I reply.



For the record, Max has only seen a Lego Star Wars DVD and about 20min of Episode One...moving on.

"I want to be one of the goodie clowns in Star Wars!" cries Max.

"Clowns?" I reply.




"Oh you mean clones."

"I like the blue clone," says Max handing Daisy a twig. "Daisy, you can be the blue clone."

"Blue clone?...sounds like Boba Fett," I reply.

"Babo babo gett," says Daisy.



"I love the Stormtroopers too daddy," says Max with glee. "They're my favourite."

"You like the baddies!" I cry in a slightly over the top manner.

"Oh daddy, they're not bad,"replies Max. "They're very very very good."

"Richard is the best."

"Richard? Richard the stormtrooper?" I ask.




"Yes daddy," replies Max.

"At the end of the battle, Richard goes home to the death star and has spaghetti for tea."

"Then for pudding he has cup cakes with pink icing...it's a stormtrooper's best favourite thing on the whole life world!"




"Or galaxy," I say trying to crack a joke.

"No daddy, they play football in America," replies Max with a look of death.



"Of course, how silly of me," I say.

"What were we talking about daddy?" Max asks.

"Richard," I foolishly say.

"Oh yeah!" cries Max.

"After tea, he goes and feeds the deer in the zoo."




"Wait...there's s zoo in the death star?" I ask.

"Oh yes daddy, but it only has deer and farm animals," Max explains.

"The man in black doesn't like scary animals".

"The man in black?" I ask while my brain throws up an imagine of Johnny Cash...then I come to my senses.

"Ah...you mean Darth Vader."



"That's it daddy!" replies Max.

"After the zoo, Richard has to have a bath...



and then his mummy and daddy read him a bed time story."





"Riiight," I reply. "You have much to learn my young padawan."

"What's a paddledon?" asks a bemused Max. "Is it a dinosaur?"

"Pada di di don!" cries Daisy.

"Sure, why not," I say conceding defeat.

"Now daddy, I'll be the green man with big ears," commands Max.

"Yoda?" I say.

"Yes! Yoga!" says a leaping Max.

I'm then handed a twig.

"Here's your life saver daddy," says Max. "You can be Han Solo."

"Sweet!" I say.

"Now let's get those clowns!" cries Max.