Powder

So now I'm like really ancient. Bloke took us to London to take my mind off it - I'm not going to say celebrate - there'll be none of that nonsense and don't give me that line about life starting at 40 because I will simply come back at you with my, now well honed argument about your 30's being full of possibilities but your 40's - well frankly you should have got it together by your 40's and you might as well forget the whole climb Kilimanjaro crap cause it's not going to happen and you need to revise your goals down to keeping your teeth. Phew - do you win prizes for really long stream of consciousness sentences with bad spelling cause if you do I'm there.

Anyway the Twiglet was suitably amusing. We visited Parliament - was Gordon in? Well Twiglet we just don't know...



Inspired by her visit and recalling her lessons about ole Guy Fawkes she decided to invent 'Bumpowder'. Bumpowder is just like gunpowder, but it has once crucial difference - it only blows up peoples bums. She proposed using it on Parliament 'When they're all in, so once their bums are on fire they'll work harder'.

Unfortunately despite using all the free goodies in the hotel bathroom in her experiments the ultimate product was more bubble like than explosive. Never mind all great inventors/evil geniuses experience setbacks.

I included this photo as evidence why we didn't get upgraded.....