The baby is coming in less than 7 weeks , and Karen finds herself tired, roundbellied, forgetful and emotional at the moment. Nothing strange really, these are all well documented symptoms of late pregnancy. She is down to 3 days a week at work now, and only a few weeks from giving up altogether for a year or so.

What is bloody strange though, is that my body seems to have gone into some bizzare sympathy mode. Despite the fact that I am still going to the gym, I find myself getting fatter by the week. Even my 'big pants' are a might smug right now. I am also bloody tired at the moment for some reason, as well as being alarmingly forgetful. Karen and I had lunch together yesterday, and we both forgot which street we parked the car in. The fact that my bladder has got me out of bed for the last 3 days only adds to my level of alarm that my life may have turned into the plot of a bad Arnold Schwarzanegger movie. (Ivan Reitman, vho I sink is a genius....)

What is great news however, is that we now have a tennant signed up to live in our Aldinga house now, who was a last minute candidate, and turned out to be by far the best. We now have a 12 month lease with a signature on it, and with that out of the way we have ordered our new car.

For those who don't know, its a Mitsubishi Pajero. Most people seem to know that the literal spanish translation of Pajero (pronounced pah-yhero) is "straw player", used in much the same way as we ockers use the word wanker. There is plenty of references to this on the net, but I wonder if it is an urban myth perpetuated out of control.

Because if Pajero does really mean wanker in Spanish, why does this website exist?