My favourite little boy in the world met his new cousin (and my new nephew, born last Sunday) today. As always, I wish I could have been there as I'm not going to see either of the little blighters until May.
The poet and I are going slightly mad under the exploding skies, and after having seen Borat this afternoon we're heading back to the cinema, freshly roasted chestnuts in our pockets, to watch The Grudge 2. I expect nothing wonderful, just the presence of Sarah Michelle Gellar is enough to render it worthy of my attention.
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