Not a redhead

I receive a lot of mail asking whether I'm a redhead.

I am positively, incontrovertibly, indubitably not.

Either that or I'll have a quiet chat with mum.

3100 on 60

Days 46-60

Got a new game. It's called "Guess the movie". Have a go.

Saturday Night Fever

Easy Rider

8 Mile

Superman

The Shining

Planet of the Apes

Days 31-45

So. My publisher got sloppy. All sorts of excuses to justify his inability to update my blog - working on other projects, travelling overseas, blah blah blah. Come on! I'm the one calling the shots here! Had to threaten him of firing (no less) to have him get back online.

Dear reader, I deeply apologise for my publisher's carelessness. And I salute your patience!

Life on day 31 was pretty much par for the course. I'm starting to get the hang of bottle feeding.

Day 32 was more special: 9 April marks one month for me. With cake, candle and song, no less! I felt very touched (although you'll understand that keeping one's composure is everything in public situations - hence the blasé look)

Got a present, too. Something about planes. Not sure what that is but dad keeps going on about it.

Cruisy few days after that. Photo shoots, feeds, interviews, etc. Routine.

Chris and Mel sent me a new friend. I like him because he's smaller than me and keeps quiet when I sleep.

He can also keep a secret. We spend our afternoons gossiping about mum and dad. He he

Trying out the autumn collection. What do you think?

Day 30

Spent a good night at home. Very quiet after the hospital.

And - oh joy - I found my first little friend. Her name is Frankie. She's a cutie too.

Much to mum's annoyance, I might add.