"high pitched dick"

In Ocean's poor sports game Beach Volley there was one reason to play it. Ignoring the fact that the only way to score was to jam your player in the top right corner and then hit your spike when he jumped off the screen, we kept playing purely to hear the introductions to each country.

They were fairly awful voice samples of the respective countries accents, but they had a charm that made Ash & I giggle. They soon became catchphrases, along with the weird visual images of the wrong handed volleyballer on the title screen.

The first country had the best sample of the game though. To be said in a high pitched Dick Van Dyke in Poppins accent:

"Welcome to Lahndahn."

However the reality isn't so charming.

Moving

Seeing how blogger doesn't have as good iPhone functionality as Wordpress I have moved from (No! But Yes!) blogger to Wordpress. The new page can be found here:

http://uppi17.wordpress.com

Don't expect anything new though. I've not got that far in my new plan.

Amusing Wedding Story Number 3

So it's time for the third Amusing Wedding Story. But first the Slightly Upsetting Wedding Story.



My Uncle has become a bit of a ladies man since getting a divorce and has had about three different lady friends since I proposed to

Freya. Therefore we thought it would be best that he didn't bring a date and instead should attend with his son.

Obviously this spoilt his attempts at getting his end away and he asked us one week before the wedding if his Schtup-Partner could come along. We said no using the short notice as an excuse.

So he got upset and left shortly after the ceremony. The miserable get.

However no need for this to spoil the wedding as Amusing Stories beat Mildly Upsetting Stories 3-1!

We invited my Mum's cousin Glynis to the wedding, along with her husband Frank. Frank's a bit of a bizarre person at the best of times and always says something weird when you see him.

My brother was chatting to him and used one of Frank's old catchphrases "Cut the rug". It took a while for Frank to recognise it, but instead of just laughing he decided to lightly stroke down Tom's arm.

This had now made the light stroke down the arm one of mine and Freya's favourite actions along with the Catpoo (don't ask) and the Snuggle.

Oh and it turns out that Frank and my Mother In Law went to the same school. Frank was the naughty kid who kept getting thrown out of assembly. My Mother In Law wanted to be him*.

Frank is on the wedding photos and is the guy with the Colonel Sanders goatee.

* Due to me writing this on my iPhone this originally said 'wanted to be jim'.