The Future is so bright I gotta wear shades

Occasionally, something happens or threaten to happens that is so ridiculously absurd that one can only snort and tut and remember the good old days when England ruled the waves. Baby sunglasses are one such example - akin to garlic bread in their apparent preposterousness. And then you put the sunglasses on the planets align, cosmic forces are unleashed and the nonsensical is banished to be replaced with a sense of the blazingly obvious, a cold austere beauty - why hadn't we done this before? Why doesn't she wear sunglasses all the time? If all bubbachops were forced to wear sunglasses all the time - I think the world would be a happier place.

Where once there was a fug there is now a glorious bean staring at you from behind tinted lenses looking heart-warmingly absurd. Even more sensational are the espadrilles but sadly photographic evidence is lacking  as Bertie unstraps them and eats them within seconds of seeing them encasing her rotund feet.

More startlingly, the sedentary age appears to be drawing to a close. There has been no great leap forward, no dramatic crawl but instead the development of a oddly inelegant hybrid shuffle that allows for incremental progress to be made by a little sausage who moves with a sort of corinthian purity - because she can rather than she has a destination. She is of the most scrupulous kidney. Oddly, the finer points of her shuffle are hard to detail as her movement is rather glacial and at times it feels like her movement could only be definitively caught on a time lapse camera. One never actual sees her move only that she has shifted from her original spot (like Dhalsim from Streetfighter for those who can't function without a pop culture reference). Most disconcerting. But cracking nonetheless.

She has also developed an excellent machine gun style laugh as well as a somewhat maniacal overbite gurn, which is very silly but delightful in a way that only Bertie can be. Oh and for those keeping count we can add another to her list of sobriquets - Beano. For example 'Yo Beano, that poo stinks (which they do with increasing regularity)' or as a sort of chant 'Beano, Beano, Beano.' Anyway, you get the picture.

  

Here are some more pictures of the Beano. Who is about to turn 10 months old. Blimey.

The future so bright, I just gotta wear shades

Testino.

What the bloody hell do you think you are doing. Stop that at once. I've two teeth you know. And I'll use them.  Now bugger off.

This table is supported by a pair of pants screwed to a tree. No wonder  Bertie is so excited. 

Blast that Cholmeley to hell. He has just roqueted me. The swine.