This will hurt me...

What's going on here?

Henry and Ezra re-enact the sinking of the Titanic. Ezra is a frozen Leonardo di Caprio and Henry channels a buxom Kate Winslet.

Salut! On another note, I sincerely hate have a bad cold over a week's leave period. Christmas or no Christmas.

Sharks patrol these waters. July 2010. So here we are back again at Theme Thursday , and the Gods submitters have been kind to me with this week’s theme. You see, I started a new job on Monday. Thus far – and despite the fact that I have picked up a nasty little cold – I am finding it an immeasurable improvement on the last one. Granted, this can be likened to the assertion that one much prefers not having viral meningitis than having viral meningitis, but the point should not be diminished. You see, I don’t need HELP. For the first time in a long, long while I don’t want to lean back at the end of the day and scream “HELP!” Thus, to tie up the theme with the image: today I am luxuriating in bubbles, warm water and having my back sponged by a beautiful lady. Three weeks ago was more like this .

I am sure that there are some countries where such a photo can score you twenty years hard labour , so I will relish posting this photo of a younger Henry relaxing in the tub.

Here, Ezra displays his fine impersonation of a fire and brimstone Southern Baptist minister. Christ came to me last night... [HALLELUJAH!] ... and He said unto me... [HALLELUJAH BROTHER!] ... He said unto me... He said that NOW was the time... [HALLELUJAH!] ... NOW was the time brothers and sisters for more programs featuring baby animals on the television... [AMEN BROTHER!]

I am the champions, YOU are the losers..."

Here is poor old Henry in the bath. As you can see, he was feeling pretty miserable and haggard from his battle with the flu, and even a bit of a splash and giggle in amongst the bubbles failed to cheer him up!

Here is a special "beefcake shot" for Henry's friend Evie, who visited today. He's not stopped talking about her all afternoon. I think that he's smitten.

Is that Paul Newman and Robert Redford? A bit of post-production work in the endeavour to creative a 1960s film classic out of a photograph taken with difficult light. I'm considering it a success!

Two toothy terrors in the bath just last night for your enjoyment. My little babies are not so little any more. I'm thinking of renting Ezra out to unscrupulous tour operators tricking foreigners into thinking that they've been attacked by Great White Sharks.

Here you can see the tremendous twosome – plus a snippet of Jennifer’s hair – in the bath yesterday afternoon. Henry has very much stepped up his game with regards to his big brotherly duties; whether it is fetching nappies, giving Ez a kiss and a cuddle or just saying goodnight, he has been vigilant in his approach of late. I am not sure, but I do feel that the threat of one Satan Claws (as I like to call him), and his notorious wrath of all things naughty appears to have compelled this good run of form.

You may have noticed that I have dropped the (My) Photo of the day lead from the header here on in. I will continue to post a photo each day, but figured that it was now redundant. I will just be running with titles from here on in. If you are only interested in the photos though, they can all be accessed by clicking on the " dailyphoto " tag at the foot of each post. Yes, it is another Henry post. People seem to like them, so I just keep running them. This one was taken last night, seconds after I exited the shower and left His Royal Highness to splash about like a mini Idi Amin in his palace. If someone had have told me fifteen years ago that most evenings I would be in the shower lining up pairs of zebras, crocodiles, koalas, rhinos, giraffes and lions with a three foot high tornado with dictatorial tendencies, I would have laughed right in their face. Don’t I look foolish now?