HiddenSo, that felt like a busy weekend – though I keep telling Kevin, we only did two things all weekend. However, one was a wedding, and they do take it out of one.
It was a lovely wedding. The bride was beautiful, the guest list was full of old friends, the kids coped, and apart from a heart-stopping moment when Henry pushed his high-chair away from the table, and it tipped over backwards, it all went very well (he’s fine – Carys Groves grabbed him, and more or less saved him from cracking his head on the floor – he still hit the floor, but his fall was broken).
On Sunday, we were part of a family service at church. Our church finds family services a bit alien, but I think we pulled it off. We did a dramatic reading of the story of Zacchaeus, and a sort of obstacle race, amongst other things, and still managed to have a ministry time and Serious Meeting With God at the end. Though, the way our church is at the moment, I think that could happen at a Knobbly Knees Contest.
It was heading for 11pm before we got our kids into bed on Saturday (and even then, we left straight after the speeches!), and we couldn’t have a lie-in on Sunday morning, so we took the rest of yesterday very gently indeed!
Is it better to:
a) tell them you don’t use electricity
b) say “we’ve got all the electricity we need. we’ve ran out of places to put it”
because saying I don’t care/change on the doorstep/believe you doesn’t work.
Daisy asks “What’s a company?”
This is a surprisingly hard question to answer – especially at 6:45am. Just think how do you explain the concept of companies to an articulate three year old? come to think of it, how do explain the concept to anyone? I obviously got it wrong, we then moved on to “what is a neighbourhood” which seemed slightly easier to answer but wasn’t where we started.
At tea time I asked Daisy what she had learnt today: “I have learnt that it is hard to be nice to your little brother or sister, when you having visitors and you are excited about them coming to your house”
being the in the cultural capital of Europe has up until now, been something you could be forgiven for thinking was all about big adverts covering derelict buildings, at 60s music acts singing at football staduims, but since last monday there has been a new cultural event in town. goSuperlambbananas is a simple enough idea get a load of 1/3 size casts made of the superlambbanana give them to local artists to do with what they want, then put them all around Liverpool.
The result is 127 superlambbananas all over the place, all different, and the one thing that everyone in Liverpool is talking about; and that’s not just the marketing “everyone” it really is. on the train, in work and when ever you see anyone they talk about the superlambbananas.
I did a little lambbanana hunt on Friday and took a load of piccies, and today after lunch we did a drive by lambbanana hunt (for daisy honest). I have yet to see a lambbanana that didn’t have at least one other person taking photos of it. Driving through town is actually quite dangerous because every other car will randomly stop so someone can take a picture.
you can see all of my LambBanana piccies on flickr
