06.24
I have lumped the above into one post because with all the football watching, and good friends, every weekend feels like a celebration.
The boys had to find their own things to do while I watched the Denmark game that started at 7.30am (ouch that’s early).
Luckily, on the weekends, the afternoon match-watching takes place outdoors, so our friends had a good idea to keep the kids occupied and set up a sprinkler:
After or during the weekend matches, there is usually a barbeque going, and after watching tense games, and therefore drinking quickly, there is much hilarity in the post-game digest:
I was building a bottle-organ out of all the empties.
Someone else benefits from all the barbeque spillages:
My birthday was a great day of football watching (and baby-cuddling):
We later watched the Germany game outdoors, with more BBQ. In fact, I didn’t have to cook at all on my birthday! We are having the real celebration on Saturday when David is back.
PHEW! That ends my posting-bonanza. Sorry it’s a lot to catch-up in one go!
Your picture of the plastic tower incorporating a tub of “Country Crock” has just reminded me of a late night in Bakers Square in Downers Grove, IL, where my friend and I were having toast and my friend turned to me and moaned “I want some proper butter, none of this crock!” And then we looked down and noticed it was country crock and pissed ourselves all the way to sunday. Sorry, just had to share!