So the girlchild has been asking for a hamster for about two months after seeing one in a pet store on a routine errand with her not-grandmother. 


I tried to do the impossibly responsible parenting thing of mentioning that her room was far too untidy to house a hamster and its associated belongings. 


And you know what..? I'll be damned if she hasn't kept her room clean for over a month without having to be asked. Curses! 


So the boyfriendliest partner and I headed to our local Pets at Home yesterday morning with the intention of looking at hamsters and learning more about them. You know, just in case we slipped slowly into Christmas related insanity.


And you know what..? I'll be damned if we didn't walk out with a hamster and said associated belongings on the spot. The child is going to be amazed, thrilled and excited all rolled up into one nine year-old package. 


And you know what..? I'll be damned if Santa isn't going to get credit for this tiny bundle of furry awesomeness. 


Ho! Ho? Ho.


ps - it's totally cute and I'd be completely lying if I said that @Aero and I weren't completely amused by watching the damn hamster in its damned cage doing damned fluffy and adorable stupid stuff. 

Stupid damn hamster.

So.. [yeah, I know.. it's been a while. I'm old now. Sue me.]

My friend Abi is a really funny lady. She decided to make a film about stalking another friend of ours, Sarah Pinborough. Sarah Pinborough, Author and Blonde Extraordinaire. She decided to stalk Sarah at the World Horror Convention in Brighton last spring. And here's the result... 

And no, you're not allowed to make fun of how big my mouth looks around 4:41... I was drunk and obviously the camera skewed me. 

Heh. I said skewed me.