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WHO IS BABY GEORGE? - October 2016

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Welcome  to my world. Baby (I was Born with a smile on my) Face George here. And it is your lucky day because I’ve decided to start writing a Blog, especially for you.Welcome

I know there is nothing remarkable about that, except that I am only 5 months old. Barely old enough to bash the keyboard. But all you need is a willing grandad.

I watched my cousin Ewan manipulate our shared grandad to his advantage and I thought what’s good for Ewan is even better for me. Ewan is so hung up about what numbers mean. I am not. What does it matter if I’m 5 months or 5 years old.

Yes,I am a laid back little guy. As my name suggests I’m forever smiling and   I have to emphasize, I am so, so laid back. Except of course if someone throws me in the pool at my swimming lesson to ensure I go under as my dad does. Or I’m not fed.

I get the laid backness from both mum and dad. Mum is so laid back and takes life as it comes. When I was in the womb I was scared she was not, there appeared to be so much turbulence. I feared what was in store for me in the real world. But I was pleasantly surprised.

Then my dad he is the Laid back King, unless there is a ball involved. Oh and mum knows how to trigger him. Yes, sir, mum knows how to trigger him big time.

The reason I’m so laid back is because from the moment I was a little you know what looking for an egg I had it tough. You would not believe what they tried to do to stop me finding my egg. I’ll tell you about it one day. The thing is I got there, nothing stopped me. On top of that its not easy getting born. No place for claustrophobics.

So after getting through all that I thought “Nothing’s gonna stop me now.”I  put a smile on my face, relaxed and thought I intend to enjoy this life and all who sail in her.

Grandad says get yourself a purpose in life son. I smile at him. I got one, old fella. I love life. That’s enough for me. Life is valuable. It was a challenge to get it. I’m up for none of this s*** Cousin Ewan talks about worrying about the economy. Relax, man, with what I intend to eat in my lifetime will keep a nation in work.

You’ve got it, like my dad and grandad,  I love to eat. That means I pass wind explosively and I wee and pooh. Sleeping comes as natural as smiling and I’m starting to think TV looks a bit like my thing. The best bits of it always seem to be the bits involving a ball. My dad watches programmes where balls are involved all the time and gets very emotional about what happens to the ball. One thing I noticed he doesn’t smile at it much.

I may be so young but I am very knowledgeable, even if I do say it myself. I already know that you can only watch ball games and Star Wars on TV, after 6.00pm weekdays and most of Saturdays and Sundays.

When I was a lad at school around 13 years old, our Maths teacher used to call me Wol. At the end of the year as we were moving up a class I plucked up courage to ask why he called me Wol. He told meit was thename of the deslexic owl in Winnie the Pooh. With my Harry Potter glasses he said I looked like the Wise Old Owl in the Winnie the Pooh stories.


Being the vain person I am I took it as a compliment

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