Sunday mornings are all about MTV One, if I miss Meet the Barkers, Super Sweet Sixteen and Run's House it ruins my week. It just knocks out my train of thought, I find myself wandering the streets aimlessly shouting random names and chasing shadows. Look into that what you may but today we headed to the tattooists to see about getting tattoo's. We're big, we're strong and we are going to get coloured in... just not today. In fact not for another month according to their diary as they are well booked up. The design I want is a combination of two koi designs, my girl is interested in several but only wants the one tattoo. She was going to get a white tattoo but they said they weren't going to do that so instead between us we are going to design a butterfly like pattern...
Afterwards we headed over to Blackheath to practise martial arts, well actually we just attempted hand stands and cartwheels. No one came near us though so you can knock our gymnastics but people were scared. I could see their fear, the look in their eyes was a look of bewilderment. Apart from our amateur stunts we had to try and keep the baby within distance. It make me feel like a sheep dog, racing after her and herding her back to where we are. Loads of fun and relentless as well, can tell she is going to be a proper adventurer. Makes me wonder how many miles she clocks up in a day?!?! Might try and invent something to monitor this or get a group of scientists on the case. Anyway I am off to braid my hair and I'll try and find a tattoo picture similar to mine...