Thinking ahead

Elizabeth realized that we will be in South Africa for Christmas and we wont have a Christmas tree in the lounge as usual, so she wrote this letter and provided a Christmas tree.

Cricket - Victory at last

Timothy's cricket team this season, the Takapuna Eagles, consists mainly of newbys and as a result is struggling a bit.

So I'm happy to announce they had their first victory today, beating the Birkenhead Panthers by 3 runs. Both teams scored exactly 100 runs, but the Eagles lost 1 less wicket (7 vs 8) than Birkenhead. Since a team gets 3 runs for each wicket they take the final score was 124-121 to the Eagles. The fielding was also much improved.

Well done boys.

Timothy took 2 wickets (both bowled) and the other 6 wickets were all run-outs.

Mashed Potatoes Elizabeth Style

Movember

I registered for Movember. This is a fund raising exercise for charity (prostate cancer and depression under men) and involves me growing a moustache for the month of November.

Please sponser me here.

5 Pokemon books

Finally there're here the 5 pokemon books well sort of you see...
on Monday there was the five pokemon on trade me (which I discovered last Friday) I bided $5 and got out bided after crying my eyes out mummy and daddy said "I can bid my pocket money before I get it.But I have to wait until I've payed them back" So it was a deal! I won the bid and Tomorrow I'll get them!!!!!!

P.S THANKS PATRICK!!!!!!!

The Most Funnest Dad Ever!

According to the lovely Father's Day card I received from Timothy, I am as much fun as a PlayStation 3.

High praise indeed.

PS. Apparently I'm also smarter than a calculator.

The Mystery of the Disappearing Post Box

Today I had to post a letter (to the taxman nogal), so I dashed around the corner to the post box we all know and love and have used for many years.

To my surprise, this is what I found:

Is that allowed? Can they just remove it? I feel cheated! What about all the old people in Milford who now have to walk miles to the next post box?

I shall investigate ... (OK, maybe not)

Nothing lasts forever

A while ago we were outside under the carport enjoying the traditional family braai (bbq).

After a while there was this horrible breaking sound.

On investigation (which did not take long) I found this to be the source:





















This was followed by a lot of crying.

For the time being Elizabeth's mode of transport will be the scooter.

Election

So another election has come and gone. We had 3 (yes, 3) polling stations within walking distance from our house - all in about a 800 meter stretch on Shakespeare Rd. Why so many so close together? Ok, one of them was at North Shore Hospital so it kind-off makes sense - sick people also want to vote, you know. And they don't want a bunch of non-sick people running around the hospital on election day. Hence there was a polling station at Carmel College right next door to the hospital (for the not sick people). Maybe it's because of all the old people we have in Milford - we don't want them to have to travel to far to get to a polling station. We'll have major traffic jams on the footpaths with all those mobility scooters out.

We went to Milford School to cast our votes. As before, I only made my final decision in the booth. Was very tempted to waste my party vote on Bill and Ben but in the end sanity (or what I have left of it) prevailed.

Anyway, the upshot of this is that Auntie Helen (aka Helen 'Photoshop' Clark) has been kicked into touch by the good people of New Zealand (die volk het gepraat). On the down side, John Key has that smirk back on his face that he seemed to lose in the run-up to the election.

Bet you didn't know this ...

Tonight, during dinner Timothy declared:

You can't strum a jellyfish