We spent the weekend in Essex - friends of Jeremy's celebrated their 10th wedding anniversary with a garden party. A memorable party, in that it was quiet quiet. While there was lots of chatting going on, at least half of the 100-ish guest were deaf, and signed. The children were fascinated, having enough memories of the early signing they did, to see it in action. And they were able to thank our hostess appropriately!
There were quite a number of children too, and their entertainment was spectacular. Ling usually works in much bigger venues, but as she is a friend of the family, found herself strutting her stuff in a back garden. The children were captivated. (And me too.)
And *big sigh* another source of ensorcellment was a blimmin' chocolate fountain. Not that I have anything agin these calorie bombs per se, but not only could we not get the children away from it, they all ended up with long chocolate streaks down their fronts. Which would have been fine if they were naked. As I licked their faces clean (mine children. Not anyone else's.) chests wouldn't have posed a problem, but as it is I have two bucket loads of clothes soaking in some environmentally hideous solution in the hopes that they will wash. Also one of my favourite shirts, because some little beggar wanted a cuddle before I had a chance to appreciate the extent of their chocolateyness. Bah.
Prof Pickford
7 years ago
2 comments:
I LOVE your "Things to do before I die"- list. What a good idea!
Ah, but will I ever get around to any of it . . . I was quite pleased that I could do the HTML to make one of them a link. Clever, eh?
Oh blast, I forgot Everest Base Camp. Hang on . . .
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