Capt Yoshimoto:
Guthlac:
I wonder if they could be related. Should I hire a private detective?
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12 comments:
Oh bless, he looks sooo cute. I love the hat. And the goggles. And the Burberry mac.
Sx
Tora tora tora!
If his devotion to the God-Emperor matches only half that of the hallowed air ace then the Divine Sunlady will be truly pleased.
Good grief! Have you tried holding him horizontally and zooming around the house playing 'plane noises? If he takes to it instantly then you can be fairly sure that they are indeed one and the same person!
I bet Captain Yoshimoto wasn't as good at filling a nappy as your lad!
Unless he was into sumo . . .
You could draw a little moustache on him. Then he'd look a real delight.
Scarls - We learn something else of interest and possible use about you. :oD
MC - Mambo mambo mambo...
Boyo - I took this as a racing tip and put a tenner on Divine Sunlady in the 4.30 at Kempton. Unfortunately, she failed to finish, having dived sideways off the course and crashed headfirst into a carelessly-parked US aircraft carrier. That's a tenner you owe me, mate.
Gadj - He loves it. And he points at every 'plane that goes over if we're in the garden. And since we live under the Heathrow stack, that's quite a lot of 'planes. Hmmm...
Jules - For some reason, that conjures up a horrific mental image...
Madame DeF - Welcome. Oddly, the day after I posted this I attempted to keep Guthlac happy while pushing him around Waitrose by buying him a gingerbread sheep, which featured black icing for the face and legs. Immediately he set about licking the black icing and smearing it over the lower half of his face like face paint, making him look not unlike Frans Hals's 'Laughing Cavalier' and providing free entertainment to a selection of Berkshire's middle class. On arrival at the checkout, the kind lady offered me some wetwipes to remedy the situation, Most of it came off, but just under his nose the dribbling snot had reacted with the black dye to produce an indelible black glue. I then had to push him through Woodley in a state which made people look oddly at me. They were clearly thinking "That man has just taken his toddler to a face-painting tent somewhere and paid for him to look like Hitler. With a bisuit..."
Gyppo, Boyo's blog is notoriously useless as a source of advice of that kind. Write off the tenner and drink a toast to the decline of socialism.
For what it's worth, the word verification for this comment is "Unhuramo"
Just thought he might be a pal of the Captain's, is all...
;)
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'berta
I have done my tag, Mr Gyppo!!
And yes I DID see your ginger comment on your 'Once In A Life Time' post!
Sx
Certainly bears looking into, doesn't it?!
Pearl
Laughing Boy in the three-thirty at Chepstow. By a nose.
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