Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Hey dawgies.
Back again from norn iron and I'm totally bushwhacked. Enda's officially a 'big boy' now, and has the mountain of aftershave to prove it. We had a great time but literally didn't stop all weekend. Usually when I come back I don't go to sleep until night, but after calfing on the couch yesterday I had to take a nap. God bless pete (gills dad) for coming to lift us at the airport as we would have had to wait in NEM airport for a further two hours for a coach (as we had planned to do) if he (or perhaps, Linda) hadn't offered to come and lift us. Oh, and Edel too for delivering us to Belfast International at 6 in the bastard morning.
Sinead and Mark had hired a Bouncy castle for Enda on saturady, which we duly inflated and enjoyed about half an hours worth of bouncing fun before the rain came along and spoiled it. I came back later and castle, generater and extention cable had all been blown halfway up the lawn and was making a concerted bid for freedom. I let it down until the rain stopped, but when I went to re-inflate later it resembled a cold jaccuzzi more than a bouncy castle, so I put it away. Ho Hum.
Edel came back on sat nite and we went out for a meal, which was really nice, and the party was on sunday. It felt a bit weird to get pissed up at a kids party, but fun was had by all, except mark and john who, like the fools they are, volunteered to dress up as clowns and were treated to the mockery, physical abuse and emotional scarring that all clowns have coming to them at the hands of the aforementioned kids. ('volunteered' is perhaps too strong a word. More accurate to say 'didn't laugh out loud in grainne's face at the proposal', serves them right)
Yesterday was spent being inactive, watching TV, sleeping (edel got us a couple of those little eyemasks you get on long haul flights which are just the ticket for sleeping during the day) and ordering curries.
Watched that 'Arrested development', new sitcom on bbc2. Shows a lot of promise, and made me feel a bit better about missing the last 3 Malcolm in the middles.
Better go now, left the running of the library in the hands of 2 standby staff, one of whom hasn't been here before.
Later all
Back again from norn iron and I'm totally bushwhacked. Enda's officially a 'big boy' now, and has the mountain of aftershave to prove it. We had a great time but literally didn't stop all weekend. Usually when I come back I don't go to sleep until night, but after calfing on the couch yesterday I had to take a nap. God bless pete (gills dad) for coming to lift us at the airport as we would have had to wait in NEM airport for a further two hours for a coach (as we had planned to do) if he (or perhaps, Linda) hadn't offered to come and lift us. Oh, and Edel too for delivering us to Belfast International at 6 in the bastard morning.
Sinead and Mark had hired a Bouncy castle for Enda on saturady, which we duly inflated and enjoyed about half an hours worth of bouncing fun before the rain came along and spoiled it. I came back later and castle, generater and extention cable had all been blown halfway up the lawn and was making a concerted bid for freedom. I let it down until the rain stopped, but when I went to re-inflate later it resembled a cold jaccuzzi more than a bouncy castle, so I put it away. Ho Hum.
Edel came back on sat nite and we went out for a meal, which was really nice, and the party was on sunday. It felt a bit weird to get pissed up at a kids party, but fun was had by all, except mark and john who, like the fools they are, volunteered to dress up as clowns and were treated to the mockery, physical abuse and emotional scarring that all clowns have coming to them at the hands of the aforementioned kids. ('volunteered' is perhaps too strong a word. More accurate to say 'didn't laugh out loud in grainne's face at the proposal', serves them right)
Yesterday was spent being inactive, watching TV, sleeping (edel got us a couple of those little eyemasks you get on long haul flights which are just the ticket for sleeping during the day) and ordering curries.
Watched that 'Arrested development', new sitcom on bbc2. Shows a lot of promise, and made me feel a bit better about missing the last 3 Malcolm in the middles.
Better go now, left the running of the library in the hands of 2 standby staff, one of whom hasn't been here before.
Later all
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