Monday, 7 September 2009

A busy weekend

There wasn't much free time this weekend, between swimming with the dogs first thing on Saturday, then I had cricket on Saturday and Sunday, with Chris & Cara's 40th birthday party sandwiched in on Saturday night.
First up was the swimming - Jackson's reaction was a little like Mishka's, he'd swim if he had to, but he wouldn't exactly volunteer to go in the pool. At least his natural instinct kicked in, he instantly knew how to swim (how do dogs know that, yet humans have to learn?), but we kept him in a floatation device just to help him out. Mishka didn't need one, but he did need a strong push to get him in the water. In the end he was content to stand in the shallow end with Lara and me, whenever Lara wasn't paddling about with her polar bear, like in the photo:

Oh, in case anyone is wondering, this isn't a public pool! It's a special pool at the kennels that we use, you book it for 30 minutes and if you want to take your kids in with the dogs, it's no problem!

The cricket matches were successful, we beat the team who were top of the division on Saturday in the last league match of the year. A very close game, which we won by only 2 runs (so at least my contribution of 5 runs helped, but not as much as Simon Leary's 34 not out!). I've yet to see if our win meant the opposition didn't win the league...
Then yesterday was our annual President's Day celebration at the Green. A round-robin competition with four eight-a-side teams (we had seven!) punctuated with a hog roast lunch and a glass or two of Pimms in the rather large back garden of one of the Littlewick residents. Another good day saw us win two out of three of our games to progress to a bowl-off to decide the overall winner. I missed with my attempt, but our captain was successful with the final delivery to win the bowl-off 2-1.

Chris and Cara's party was great, a lavish Do at the golf club where Chris is a member. I did feel rather self concious when walking through the grounds the next morning to collect our car, carrying my M&S carrier bag and wearing jeans and a t-shirt, with the golfers quietly tutting under their breath, wondering who'd let that Northern peasant into their club!
Lucy came over to babysit, which helped us a lot, and meant we could go to a party and relax for a change..

Although if Lara would follow the example of this little girl, we'd bring her to more parties!:

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