Well, I've hurt my back again. I have continuing trouble with my back and have done for the past 15 years or so. This time I seem to have damaged a disc but nothing too serious, just inconvenient. It is amazing how much harder everything is when you can't bend over. My house is a mess but I can't do anything about it which is quite liberating really. I am currently writing this on the couch while Sam watches a DVD for rest time. A friend gave us a stack of DVD's her Dad had recorded for her girls. They are full of Play School and Bananas in Pyjamas and a few other shows. Playschool is great. I love it, possibly more than Sam. I love that the presenters enjoy themselves so much and nothing is too polished. All the craft is made from old cereal boxes and masking tape and there's not an american accent to be heard. Quality children's programmes are few and far between and I am generally opposed to TV for kids altogether but I'll make an exception for Play School. After all, I know all the songs now and it would be a shame to deny my son the pleasure of hearing me sing along.