Brian and I have just arrived home from 3-year-old grandson Zak’s birthday party. You can’t complain about an afternoon you get to spend with 7 of your grandchildren and three of your children, almost complete, almost perfect.
The grandkids had a great time with a few ring-ins courtesy of Kane‘s mates and their children. All the children love the trampoline which is where they spent most of their time, when they weren’t eating party food anyway. The adults put away their fair share as well. It brings me great joy to see my family together. No tears, no fights. Needless to say we are both knackered and we left straight after the birthday cake, a birthday cake complete with the obligatory spittle courtesy of a very excited birthday boy.
On the way home we stopped at an open inspection we wanted to see, one of those that looked a lot better on the website than in the flesh so to speak. The house was very small and not very clean, and the slope the house was on, let’s just say I do not want to go from a 2 storey house to a 3 storey block.
It didn’t take long did it, less than 24 hours after the polls closed, and before Mr Abbott is already sworn it, Labour supporters are touting him as the worse prime minster ever, give the guy a go. It is a shame that you can not accept defeat with some degree of dignity, you have three years to bag the guy, give us all a break. By all means have your opinion, but do it with some decorum and grace.
Stir-fry for dinner tonight, on the way home we stopped at the local Drake supermarket and bought fresh vegetables, and we have some chicken dumplings and noodles to go with them, followed by fresh strawberries and yoghurt, followed by a night on the couch.