Stereotypes don’t invent themselves, but editing might

Neil’s been watching The Island with Bear Grylls, so I have been as well. A few thoughts:

  • I’d never be stupid enough to sign up. I have no reserves on me, I’d be dead in a couple of days.
  • If I was stupid enough to sign up, I certainly hope I wouldn’t be as vacuous as so many of the women seem to be. Yes, you found some water. You need to find more, and food, not sit around, sunbathe, and talk shit.
  • It makes me wonder if the editing made the women look like they thought they’d be spending time lounging in bikinis on the beach, accidentally-on-purpose launching their own media careers, while the men seemed much more focused (but not necessarily any more successful, they were just working on the food, water, and shelter situation all the time).
  • What happened to mummy pig? First the women left the piglets alone because mummy was there, then she disappeared. WTF?

I have the fear

We just went to Anne’s (prospective) preschool’s open evening, and were told there had been 80 expressions of interest, but only 50 places.

My Singaporean kiasu fear has totally kicked in — I need to have a home school backup (all other preschools in the general area are full as well), and a proper curriculum that I can manage with a new baby. Aaaauuugggghhhh!

TMI #41

Note to self: do not do any sort of jogging when in a hurry. One, I look like a twat; two, what remains of my stomach muscles ached for two days afterward.


(Anne’s discovered how to work my camera, so the lens is covered in fingerprints.)

Quid pro quo

Anne was demanding to go on the swings at the pub-restaurant where we had lunch.

Anne getting a push

As it was Neil’s birthday, he needed some sort of consideration for his unique position that day.

Neil getting a push

TMI #40

“Your tummy is so big, Mummy!”


TMI #39

Neil has just realised how little time we have left before the baby gets here.

bump 31

There’s still lots to do.

TMI #38

30 weeks. 30 weeks?!


Compare this to my 30-week bump last time!

30 weeks... ish

And so the campaign begins

I answered a survey recently about UK politics and, I presume, voting intentions. As previously mentioned, I’m undecided who I’m voting for.

This does not mean I am undecided about who I do not wish to see in Parliament — I fear this election will be about the least-worst option for me.