I am currently coaching an A-list blogger for the next decade. Evidence:
a) He kept a photo diary of his holiday to Florida, which was spelt perfectly, and the only grammatical mistakes were using a comma where I would have started a new sentence - I particularly liked the Day 16 headed "STRANDED" as he described how their aeroplane had to turn back to England when it should have been coming to collect them, and they had to queue at the Virgin Airlines desk to receive vouchers for staying two extra nights, paid for by Uncle Richard Branson. And the photos of Joseph and Eleanor relaxing in the pool;
b) He finds me amazing links on the internet - have a look at the medium version and then click on the large version to study the people on the beach;
c) he provides helpful comments on the phlog;
d) he does impressions of Lyle; and
e) he was so impressed by Lyle's Scary Dcuk t-shirt he wanted to click on the site of the Great Duck, until I deemed it unsuitable for eight year olds.
f) Could even be a celebrity blogger
No one can argue though that Joseph was man of the match, he was simply awesome and probably had his best ever game for us. Joseph always gives everything and today was no different, he also showed what great ability he has on the ball when he came forward on a number of occasions to set up attacking moves.
Who said blogging was a lost art?
And according to Eleanor, who spends way too much time in her imagination, yesterday's ballet was conducted by Tchaikovsky...
