It's all in the name ...

Took Charlotte to Ardleigh church on Saturday morning for her day of rehersal with the church theatre group she's joined. We were the 1st to arrive so had a wander round the church whilst we waited for everyone else to turn up, and noticed a name on the 1914 - 1918 war memorial: Ernest Partridge, same name as my paternal grandfather (Though not him as Dad was born 30 years after World War 1 finished), but the name of the soldier below him did raise a wry smile: Charles Peartree. Partridge and Peartree ...

Every Christmas we get cards from people referring to the 'Partridge in a pear tree' carol, obviously thinking they're the first to send it to us, ever. I hated the carol when at school, as everyone would point to me when singing it.

Partridge also has another connatation in the UK, with 'Alan Partridge', a creation by the comedian Steve Coogan. Alan is based on the local TV personalities that regional TV shows seem to breed, and is the self-confessed 'King of Chatshows'. When Mia was pregnant with Charlotte, I was offered £40 to name her 'Alan' by one of my friends ...

In other news, I spent an incredibly boring Saturday afternoon in Mistley church, as Charlotte's theatre group moved there for their next set of rehersals. I was required to work my guitar and bass magic, but spent the majority of the afternoon sat in a corner wishing I had brought a book with me. And after all that work I did on my guitar, I only use it for 2 songs - and 1 of those was cut on Saturday!

Sunday was spent in the hell that is Ikea, followed by flat-pack assembly fun. We have a study of our front room, (Or 'study/5th bedroom' as I recently saw on a house listing of a friend who has the same house as us. If you like standing up, you'll be fine) and Mia decided over the weekend that it needed a make-over as it was wasted space and had turned into a dumping ground. So I was despatched to Ikea with a shopping list, and somewhat surprised myself by getting everything on the list - what's more, it seems all the relevants bits are in the boxes as well, which is a first for Ikea.

In between Ikea and assembly, I did have to take Bethany to a birthday party involving trampolines and bouncy castles - she then realised whilst eating the birthday cake on the way home, that yesterday was 1 month to her birthday, so has started planning her party ...

She was complaining yesterday afternoon she couldn't find the siver glitter, so I'm assuming she's going for a glam-rock themed party ...