Children's Movies

It's been 2 weeks since I last wrote. Eppie arrived on the Sunday and I woke nice and early to meet her halfway. 5.30! I took the bus out to the tube as the trains don't start till later on Sundays and so didn't find out that the trains weren't running at all that Sunday until we got back to London Bridge. We finally got back home a couple of hours later where Taffy was wondering where we had gotten to. We later met up with their dad for lunch, went shopping and then had dinner with some more of the Yius - Uncle Sam, Bak Leung and David.
I had another French lesson on the train home and found out that the French for weekend was, wait for it..., 'le weekend'! Cracked me up. : ) I found out this week that the French for sandwich was 'le sandwich'.
I had the Morcoms over for dinner last Saturday. Ellen has grown some more. Jon and Ulis are well and have been in regular contact with Auntie Joy. Auntie May is apparently not doing too well, struggling with her eyesight and health problems.
On Monday after work, Vincent and I went to see Stardust, a kids' movie about a young guy who ventures into a fantasy land. Robert de Niro is in it and is hysterical as a cross-dressing pirate who puts up a tough facade but is really a softie. I love children's movies.
Eppie bought us a rice cooker. I made some curry (not as hot as the first time which almost killed us) and used the rice cooker for the first time on Friday. So much easier than cooking rice in a pot.
Taffy and I went to see Ratatouille on Saturday. Fantastic! The short film before it was soooo funny. I think this is the best combination from Pixar yet. The colours and picture quality are unbelievable, the story is great and the jokes are hilarious. I waited for Jane Yen's name to come up in the credits and found her twice. She has moved up to the middle of the credits instead of at the bottom.
This weekend has been the start of the fireworks season (Guy Fawkes is on 5/11). I am told that it will continue into the new year. I'm over it already. Having a prime position for viewing fireworks from our loungeroom means that we have seen some good ones and some really piddly little ones.