Old friends, new ends

Just for the sake of it, I've decided to return to an old challenge and make today's blog posting exactly 250 words...
What might be interesting to do one day, I think, is a posting that achieves several of my old challenges in one hit - so it could be a poem that has a two-word alliterative title, be exactly 250 words in length, contain a haiku, tell a complete story, moan about the weather, be self-deprecating and be based on Initialoetry. (And if none of those things make sense to you, I urge you to plough back through the history of this site and investigate for yourself).
Now I've opened that train of thought, it might be quite nice to revisit some old favourites. Have a week of haiku, a week of Initialoetry, a week where the first letter of each blog spells out a word, etc. Why do these things and only do them occasionally? Might be nice to have recurring themes that I return to and use as a base for my scribblings, rather than just putting fingers to keyboard and waffling on.
In other news, Mathew has stunned us by revealing that he has his first girlfriend. I'm partly amused, partly horrified, partly proud, and partly tempted to storm into the primary school and ask what kind of loose morals they are instilling in our children. It's very sweet, I guess, but also a foreshadowing of some of the worries we will face in about ten years' time when his hormones are raging and he's discovered alcohol and Tindr. Best not to think about that right now, I guess.
Shit, now I've gone over 250...

RC 21-3-25