Today was the dual birthday party (slightly in advance) for both younger grandkids. They and their mother chose selected friends as guests, and the Ice Rink as the venue. This went down well, indeed, although most of the kids also went down well indeed at one stage or another. Daughter managed to avoid falling, and grew in confidence and proficiency. I grew in envy, but realised it might not be a good idea to do something like skating so soon after a major op, and while still under treatment. Some other mothers took dives. The few fathers were rather good.
I couldn’t resist having a brief go at the Climbing Wall, and found to my joy that I can still suspend myself using finger-and-toe-tips, and hold for long enough with one set of fingertips to grab the next hold.
The Ice Rink catering was excellent, and it will be hard to beat this as a venue for future such occasions. I could see both kids adding confidence and skill as the morning progressed. I must mention one young friend of the kids who has my unqualified approval. She requested a vegetarian meal, and it was taken that her parents would want the same. They clarified that only their daughter fell into that category. After a ritual slaughter carried out by her father according to custom, she had announced she no longer wished to eat meat. All credit, too, goes to her family for respecting her wishes.
I had better post this asap, because my internet continues to be everso iffy and goes off for hours at a time for no apparent reason (in fact, it died again in mid-preparation).
© April 2019 Colonialist