The Journal of Phillip Grant - Feb 7

I had the travel bug again. Vanessa and I took off for Egypt.

Nothing like the smell of a tomb long closed. Actually, they reek. There's little air circulation and many small things crawl in and die.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Feb 4

Vincent is getting into playing guitar. One of his school chums, James was there to watch. The boy is muttering about finding some others and starting a new band. I think he'll need to practice some or he won't have a band for long.

Taking great photos is easy. Just a few snaps and you'll have it. I can earn a couple hundred bucks in 1/2 hour with my camera - thousands if I find a new subject.

The Journal of Phillip Grant - Feb 1

Vincent is a good big brother to his baby sisters. If he notices that they need something, he is there for them. He should be a good daddy someday. If he ever gets around to noticing girls, that is.

Vanessa is working hard on a new novel. She spends hours on each one, her specialty is humour and it's tricky keeping a balance that keeps the humour flowing. She tried explaining the plot to me but I got lost on about the fourth twist to her tale of a bachelor challenge gone very very wrong. It will be easier when I can read it for myself.