How is a raven like a writing desk?

Last night, Kat, DT and I headed off to see Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland (in 3D, which is the thing these days isn't it?) It was enjoyable. I suppose that's a bit of a flat thing to say, but the thing is, it wasn't the masterpiece i think most people were expecting it to be. Its wonderful in a visual way, which is typical Burton, with fantastical imagery and all sorts of strange, almost gothic creatures and ideas weaving their way through the film. Johnny Depp is great as the mad hatter, and Helena Bonham Carter stands out as the Queen of Hearts. But it didn't go any deeper than that for me. Still worth a look, if you're into that kind of thing.




We spend some time with Jack over the weekend, whom i haven't seen since before i went to New Zealand - but i swear, he's changed in just a month! (Maria - he needs a haircut. For reals.) He's talks non-stop, and everything that comes out of his mouth at the moment is hilarious. I just have no idea where he gets it. He has a kiwi toy that we brought back from NZ for him last time we were there, which he adores right now. He sings it a lullaby before bed, and lovingly refers to it as "my kiwi". Here's a photo montage for ya (cause everybody loves a montage)...

Jack quickly checks his emails on the blackberry before dinner

I'm a pest. What of it?

Me and Jack = fun times for all

Jo performing his favourite pastime (tormenting small children)

Maria made us her famous crepes for dessert, and they were delish, as always.

Jo annoys Jack by wearing his goggles over dessert.

Sleep time, with the kiwi