No sooner do you wave one off to Canada than another one follows.
The Kayaker is out there working on the Fraser River as a white water river guide for four months, he's done Vancouver and Victoria apparently and is now up there in the mountains testing out conditions before the rafting begins.
Yes of course that's him in the front victory saluting, and praise be, that's his third lot of front teeth since birth and they still seem to be there, fingers crossed.
Rafting? Offspringette's ears prick up...rafting you say?
An update for those who've requested it.
Firstborn
Offspringette you may recall chucked in safe secure job at the Beeb to
go off and do a charity skateboard trip across Australia.
This was apparently our fault for bringing them up to be free spirits.
Returning
jobless and penniless she then decided to opt for degree number two in
Marine Studies (thankfully fully sponsored or the student loan would be
starting to exceed the national debt) and train to be an officer in the
Merchant Navy.
Please don't ask me what we've done to deserve all this.
Off
to sea in a few weeks for her first proper voyage wearing a uniform
(I'll issue warnings if she's the one parking the boat in your harbour) Offspringette
decided she could just squeeze in a quick trip to Canada and a rafting
trip or two if her brother was out there to welcome her.
So those
two little people who used to fight like cat and dog and tell us from
the back seat of the car that they hated each other because 'she's
looking at me', or 'he's spat on my shoe' or thought up every which way to wind each other up down
the years are suddenly friends, there's hope you see for any of you out
there watching scrapping children and wondering whether it's ever worth
it.
But the purpose of this post is more specific.
I have been given sole charge of Geoffrey in Offspringette's absence and with dire warnings should any terrible fate befall.
Geoffrey is a bonsai as you can see and looks to me like he needs a trim.
Dare I?
It's sooooo tempting.
But I am usually kiss of death to anything green and potted.
Is there an art to it?
Should I water it?
If so how, total immersion or gentle drip?
Advice please and quick, my life may depend on it.


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