Friday, December 23, 2005

Goodbye gatherings.



Thanks Mum for helping to organise the Glogg and Aebleskivier (or as Ian calls it, 'hot wine and donuts!) We've never had 30+ people inside our house before, which included the 11 stampeding children upstairs!!



I missed the hockey knees up so it was nice so many of the girlies turned up for pizza and buffet...we have only just finished the rice today!! We played a game of Notability...what marvellous rhythm and timing on the mini piano to plonk out those songs!! The concentration required to play and work out the tunes was a picture.(It's cheap on e.bay at the moment!)



Another super curry, Paul. This was the fourth attempt at getting Paul to smile....was it the four hours preparations time in the kitchen or our company??Or was it the camera thing?



How will the boys manage..a year apart? They are already, according to them, step brothers! I did explain why this was impossible and what would have to happen for it to be true!! Anyway, we bought Dominic a friend to keep his company and annoy Paul and Nikki......a Tamagochi!
He was delighted and gave us regular bulletins all evening on it's toilet functions and what he was feeding it etc.



Alex's Farewell and early birthday party....14 jolly children ganged up on Chris and Allen, while Chantelle and I looked after the bar!



Who is that infantile spod in the background? Most surreal moment of the whole Lazer Quest experience?

You expect to stalk around inside to some banging techno drum n' bass track or at least the them tune to Crystal Maze. Well at one point I was kicking Alan's butt and sneaking up on poor defenceless six year olds whilst Chris Rea blasted out of the sound system, singing Driving Home for Christmas. It suddenly reminded me that I was infact on a Southampton industrial estate, rather than the outer spiral oupost of the Galfralian Galaxy



2 comments:

Ian said...

Good to see all the things I'm missing out on :-(

But I have never called the Glogg and Aebleskivier evenings "Hot Wine and Donuts" (and if I had, I would have spelled it "doughnuts") so I take great offence...

I have on occasion referred to it as (adopts faux, possibly racist, Swedish-Chef-from-the-Muppets-reads-the-IKEA-catalogue accent) "Glüg und Hürdelstrøder" (or similar), which I know is not real Danish, but is, however, a reasonably posh name for what is, after all, some mulled wine and mini Yorkshire Puddings covered in jam and icing sugar...

I still missed it though! :-)

Anonymous said...

Four tries to make me smile... you did well. Am in training for grumpy old man status... after all, am 40 this year!