A Pink Day

I forgot to mention that when visiting daughter she showed me a photograph of her elder son taken on his "Pink Day" at school. I am not sure if it was for only the sixteen year olds or for the whole school, but many were rather disappointing in turning up with perhaps one small pink item.

My grandson, on the other hand, did the job properly.

He borrowed a pair of pink trousers from M's daughter, a pink top from his mother, and even wore trainers with a pink stripe on them. I think there might have been more but my memory is not what it was.

I am proud of my grandson.

Romeo and Juliet...

... The Musical.

Yesterday I went to visit daughter because eldest grandson was playing a part in the above musical.

We started with a scrummy dinner prepared by M; it consisted of marinaded chicken thighs and spare ribs, done in the oven served with a delicious side salad and crispy French bread and butter. (Why is it that I can never eat watercress gracefully?)

Then on we went to the High School. Grandson was playing Montague and The Apothecary; the musical was a great success with encores for the Nurse's solo and several others. Romeo and Juliet were both suitably ethereal as a contrast to the energy portrayed by most of the rest of the cast. At the end the cast were called back for their "curtain call", which was well choreographed. The chorus were excellent too - and I was so proud of grandson. After the curtain call they had to do another reprise of the dance sequence.

Behind us were many of their fellow school pupils - raging hormones!

Home to daughter's, then quickly off to bed and away early this morning.

A Quiet Weekend .......

....... That is the title of a play where the weekend was (surprise) not quiet at all, although I have no longer any memory of it.

Today my bridge partner came over and we went over some hands. I have had some smoked trout pate for lunch (scrummy).

I got a text message yesterday evening inviting me over tomorrow to watch oldest grandson in Romeo and Juliet and to stay the night.

I then come home on Friday and pack my bag to go to visit TBSITW to go to hear a choir and sleepover.

I come home on Saturday and scarcely have time to draw breath but it is Church on Sunday, bridge club on Monday, then off to Elder son to visit and to help out with his boy and girl while his wife is away with some children from her school.

Can I cope with all this excitement?????

Oldest Grandson

Oldest grandson parascending and karting in Gran Canaria. Other photos not published as they could be identified.