A most pleasant weekend to be had this Bastille Day/France winning the World Cup weekend.
Vive la France.
Watched the best performance of Romeo and Juliet I’ve ever seen at an amazing ‘pop up’ theatre. Just fabulous. Well done Rose Theatre York!
Such a hot day in York that I was forced to buy a floppy Stepford Wives hat. I may wear it to work every day for my last 8 days. We also accidentally sort of joined an anti-Trump protest rally, which was nice…we were only trying to cross the street to find Primark.
Today it was the annual Anson family summer shizzle at my folks’. Bman won the star prize on the bingo of a bottle of lemon drizzle Sipsmith’s gin. I won a terrifying jiggly ball thing that bounces about and giggles. I thought the cats might like it… They don’t!
I was second to last in the sack race because I was given a child-size sack due to being a dwarf these days. I beat my brother and Bman in the inflatable pugilist sticks contest but lost in the final against my eldest Childerbeast. I gained Brownie points from my neicelings for getting way too involved in the paddling pool Total Wipeout shenanegins – to the point of having to come home in a pair of my mum’s shiny pyjamas with my piss-wet-through clothes in a Tesco bag!
Good family times! And that’s what matters most.