Monday, 2 November 2009

Thankyou Mr Tumble!


Half term is over and hurray for that!

Did all mums across the country get out of bed with a spring in their step this morning or was it just me?

I feel particularly bad saying that, as I am a working mum so this past week I took off work to share with my beautiful yet demanding five year old daughter.

Things I have learned this half term

I am not quite sure how much of Ceebeebies I could take!

There is a very strange man on ceebeebies that goes by the name of Justin or his alter ego "Mr Tumble". He is well padded maybe around the 40 something region and he has one of them voices that just go through you!!!!
He prances around the TV set dressed in all manner of very strange costumes and persona's. The kids love him, my daughter screams in delight and laughter when he comes on the screen. I cringe! He falls about, pulls stupid faces, and unflattering costumes, he talks in a patronizingly stupid voice as he calls mr tumble out to play!!!!

I cannot recall how many conversations me and hubby have had with each other along the lines of "How much do these people get paid?"

seriously it must be a lot to basically lose all dignity bouncing around the screen with a stupid smile on your face dressed as a clown shouting "Mr tumble, Mr tumble!"

I know its not just me

I remember once my mum catching a glimpse of this fellers carry on


"Imagine being married to that" she remarked

The thought frankly gives me the heeby geebies, in all honesty, do you think Mr Tumble does have a wife?

At a mothers meeting one morning one mum remarked that I should stop giving Mr Tumble so much stick. She believed he looked like the kind of man who would love you forever and take care of you. Justin is just so big and smiley and cuddly.

I was a little bit sick in my mouth.

I'll make no bones about it, I would be mortified if Justin/Mr Tumble or whoever you want to call him was my husband. The BBC would need to be paying him BIG BUCKS for me to face the humiliation in the street and community of being Mr Tumbles wife!

but he keeps the kids quiet and sometimes I wished my own husband possessed them magic abilities.

So I have decided, Mr Tumble has kept my little treasure quiet and entertained for the best part of the half term (oh come on I'm not a bad mum who sticks her kid in front of the tv for the whole of the half term.........just while I'm cleaning!)

Hats off to Justin with his cheesy grin and rosy apple cheeks.

He has gotten me through the half terms tricky bits!!!

Saturday, 31 October 2009

A poem


"I've Got Your Back!"

I am a small and precious child, my dads been sent to fight...
The only place I'll see his face, is in my dreams at night.
He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track.
I may be sad, but I am proud.
My daddy's got your back.

I am a caring mother. My son has gone to war...
My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before.
Every day I try to keep my thoughts from turning black.
I may be scared, but I am proud.
My son has got your back.

I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband who had to go.
There are times I'm terrified in a way most never know.
I bite my lip, and force a smile as I watch my husband pack...
My heart may break, but I am proud.
My husband's got your back...

I am a soldier... Serving Proudly, standing tall.
I fight for freedom, yours and mine by answering this call.
I do my job while knowing, the thanks it sometimes lacks.
Say a prayer that I'll come home.
It's me who's got your back.

--Copyright 2003 by Autumn Parker.