The masochism tango.

• Actual knitting porn (NSFW, courtesy hieroglyphe).

• I'm sure Dubai Tourism is really happy with their public relations right now. (Have you gone to the search and typed in "Cat Le-Huy" lately? Have your friends?)

• A plausible explanation for why SUP act like even bigger fuckwits.

• Rick on Rickrolling. Secure his services for the next demo?

My work phone has started shutting itself off at random; I have found a more reliable phone on hand to put the SIM in for a couple of days, that being the old V525 with the battery held in with gaffer tape.

Freda has the bathroom hand mirror and is fascinated by the baby in it. She also did two wonderful tricks today: grabbing a full tea cup and knocking it over her mother's laptop (arkady turned it upside down and tea actually poured out of it) and pooed so much she blew out the nappy and smeared it everywhere. And her new trick is YELLING ALL THE TIME, BECAUSE SHE CAN. My head is pounding.

(Geeks! What sort of future is a Thinkpad T23 that's had a cup of tea with milk and sugar spilt into the keyboard likely to have? If it helps, it didn't fzzt and die immediately, it turned off as normal when Arkady held the power button down for five seconds.)

The girls are still here. I have someone to practice Dad Humour on. It's enormously enjoyable having trapped subjects to be consciously tedious at. Dads do this deliberately. (Apparently their dad didn't do this — his humour was actually funny — so it's clear I'll have to make up the deficiency in their lives while I can.)