Technical Difficulties

Good Morning to my devoted readers.
We seem to be having some issues with posting photos and using the spell check facility on the blog....and we dont want you reading sub standard offerings, or having to do all that reading with pictures of my gorgeous self to sweeten the deal.
Will try again later.

Also, I think it's time I spruced up the image of The Wonderful World of Walter...what do you guys think?....what sort of design motif would you like to see?

Happy Belated Birthday Daddy

It was Dad's birthday on the weekend (yeah I know I'm kinda tardy in acknowledging it...) and we had a rip snorter of a barbecue to celebrate. Mummy tells me that although the party was for lunch time, several people (after having little Nanna naps on the floor and couch) didn't leave until after midnight. Apparently the 'boys' played cricket in the park, whilst the 'girls' bathed their feet in my new pool (Nellie and I would have really liked to be in on the cricket...hint, hint Daddy). And even though it was Dad's birthday, I got presents, courtesy of Unkie Al, the world's rockingest god father.

In response to recent criticism...

Over the last few weeks several of my readers have, in person and via the comment section of the blog, accused me of plagiarism....

Moi? Not really writing this blog? A pox on your houses!

These faithless philistines seem to think that the blog is written by Daddy or Mummy.... O.K seriously, if Daddy was writing there would be a lot more ranting about what is wrong with this world and if Mummy was writing there would be a lot more talk about how gorgeous she is. There is just no way that those parents of mine could come up with the high quality, witty and dare I say acerbic material that I am capable of.

Certainly, I admit to having a little help with spelling, translation and typing.... as I have mentioned before, this is done by my admin staff, otherwise the posts would contain far more references to Dada, Buba and Nanna. But the rest is a product of my own genius.

I promise.

Golden Times!

As you may know we have recently been at Grandma and Pop's house helping them celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. Now I know I've said this before, but Man, I have a lot of cousins!

I spent my time getting squeezed and loved by oh so many people (Auntie Fay, you know what I'm taking about.) Mummy and Daddy say that their livers hurt. Anyway, I'll stop talking and get onto the pictures.

Cousins, cousins everywhere!

Emma, thats my guitar!

Now if we can just work out that Ozzy Osbourne rif, both of our daddys will be so proud.

And We're Off!!!

The Wonderful World of Walter will be quiet again for a few days because we're going up to Grandma and Pop's house for their 50th wedding anniversary. All of Daddy's nine brothers and sisters and 25 cousins and various hangers on will be converging on Grandma's backyard to celebrate. Auntie Grub and cousin Emma are here, having flown down yesterday from Brisvegas and we'll all head off later.

So see you next week!

Thats it....I need an eating disorder!

On our recent trip to Nanna and Claudie's house, all of Mummy's family were calling me fat.... yes, you heard me, fat.

Sooooo not impressed - like any of them can talk! So I may be sporting a few chubby rolls here and there (particularly in that delicious area Daddy calls my 'knee fat') and certainly I'd fare better in times of famine than Cousin Claudia of the ice cream eating fame. But to say that I'm fat is just teasing me up!

As I've stated before Mummy and Daddy wont share any of the good stuff with me, so I've been forced to eat fruit, vegies, lean meat and wholegrain cereal my whole life (despite Mummy's jokes about pureeing my McDonalds for me and Auntie Becca's response that she gives it to Cousin Clancy still in the wrapper so she at least gets a cardio vascular workout trying to get it open!)

So I did a little research, and this my friends, is a genuinely fat baby....