Icarus sings happy birthday Abbi # 1

Anything you can do...

Hooo - my Abbi is 18 and such a beautiful girl who puts up with her old dad being a wee bit daft. But that's what daughters do, they put up with us because they know that men are dafter than they are. Oooh but I love my little girl so and she has such plans for herself and boy will she do what she likes because that's how she has been brought up. Brought up to think and be herself and that's a good place to be as far as I am concerned. Happy birthday Abbi, happy birthday you, do you remember when your name was Abbi-boobie-loobi? Probably not but its when you used to call me Dado. X Me and Abbi love this band, The Four Brothers:

Icarus flying home # 31

I can see you there... cheeky minx

Kids these days, they have no respect for cameras. I remember the days when you had to take a film of 20 pics, send them away to get developed and then rue the day when somebody did something daft, like sticking their tongue out. But now, just sitting at my laptop as I am (see pic above) we can just create the instant picture, no hassle and no sense. This picture was taken ten minutes before I wrote this - how's that for speedpic. Think we look similar - its the boss eyes that do it. But even pulling a face she is a bit of a beaut, even if I say so myself. Its been a fraught week but I have come through it and I know that I have made a good decision, which, if truth be known I should have made it before and that is my fault. But you know, life is and has been good to me but we are never stars in our own eyes, just making do and getting on and fronting up our ghosts just like everyone else... Abbi is my star tennis player but my better star girl and she is counting down the days to womanhood and being eighteen: we like this song and we haven't heard it for a while.