The weekend began with a highly satisfying afternoon of deck cleaning on Friday, using a hired high pressure hose. Few things have given me such cleaning pleasure as seeing years of damp moss, mould and grime being blasted off the deck, leaving it looking like new timber. The laughs continued at the school fundraising quiz night on Friday. Maggie put together a team of 8, which quickly dropped to 7 as Popi was bedbound. We soldiered on with Maggie and Adrian arguing throughout, at one point actually physically fighting over the question sheet. Rob was in favour of cheating and at one point even went off for a stroll around the room in an attempt to see the answers the other teams had put down, Maggie phoned home on her mobile to get one of the answers from Popi (what was detective Columbo's first name?) and Cathy, Dom and I smiled on inanely. All very entertaining.
On Saturday we took the kids to the cinema to see Arthur and the Great Adventure. Arriving 10 minutes late didn't help us work out the plot I'm sure, but very soon we realised we were watching the strangest film of our lives. Rob and I repeatedly exchanged bemused expressions and hand gestures to indicate we should leave but the girls wanted to stay. By the end I felt I had a modicum of insight into what a 1970s afternoon in the company of Dennis Hopper and Peter Fonda must have been like. Back home we took our annual birthday photos of the girls wearing the same pair of jeans and a t-shirt that will fit them by the time they are 18, to see how much they have grown.
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