Printing T Shirts

Number one son got hold of a T shirt printing kit today. They were selling them off half price at a local PC warehouse type shop. He wanted to make up some Firefly T shirts (after the underrated and early canceled Science Fiction series). It worked surprisingly well. The image is printed on a clear plastic sheet which you then glue onto the shirt using a hot iron. Not sure how well it will wash, but for now it is looking good.

 

Last Orders

It is the last day of our holidays today. Just a weekend and then back to the coal face. Ho hum.

 

5,000 Steps Short

On the way down yesterday we stopped of at a fast food restaurant and were given a stepometer as part of the meal deal. It measures how many paces you take. You are supposed to walk 10,000 steps a day. I wore the dratted thing all day as we went out and did stuff. And wound up 5,000 steps short. However, I reckon that this may be due to my rather long legs. I'm wondering if I dare wear it at work, where most of my time is spent sitting and typing. Perhaps I should attach it to the space bar.

 

On the Road Again

Off on our travels again to visit family. I don't mind driving, the car is comfy and the scenery whizzes by at a reasonable speed. Even on the M1. I'm trying to pull "Drivers Rights" and get to be the one who chooses the music, but it isn't going too well.

 

A Quiet Day At Home

Spent the day doing not much, but in a very enjoyable way. We are off on our travels again tomorrow, so today we are just relaxing for a while.

I seem to have a talent for doing not much. I wonder if I could make a career out of it (no cracks about lecturers please).

 

Back Home for a while

Drove home today. Slightly cheered by the fact that the good weather of yesterday is now a distant memory, with huge rainfall and grey skies. Then, uncheered by remembering that we are still supposed to be on holiday.

Cheered again by the fact that the house is still where and as we left it.

 

Last Day

Our last day today, but we want to keep up the pace. Start with a trip to Covent Garden for craft stuff.

I suppose my kids are too old for me to get them clothes like this.

Then off to the London Transport Museum. Nice bus.

It seems that advertising which knocks the competition is nothing new.

And in the shop, an example of Underground humour.

I'll give a small prize to the person who guesses which station was on the other pair of shorts that they sold...

Finally, an obligatory shot of Big Ben. No prizes for guessing when this picture was taken.