One of Daniel's sixes
Daniel was fortunate to be able to play in the cricket match. The
festival supplied whites for all the players, cucumber sandwiches and Pimms for
afternoon tea, a hilariously pompous British commentator, and a good number of
streakers to keep things interesting. It’s fair to say that the play was of a
‘social’ standard, given the number of players who were feeling slightly worse
for wear from the previous evenings revelry, and the fact that more players
than not were fielding with a can in hand.
Still, Daniel took great delight in walking out to bat in front of the
several hundred spectators (in Daniels mind it was several thousand, however
Monique thinks it was probably a tad less) and launching four sixes into the
crowd on his way to 26 retired (lets not let the miniscule size of the ground,
drunk bowlers and children playing get in the way of good story). Raising the
bat to the adoring masses on the way back to the pavilion was certainly a
career highlight.
When Daniel and Shaun had finished batting and the Pimms had run
dry, Monique and Sam left the boys to it and headed off to do some wet-felting.
This involved placing fleece fibers on bubble wrap and agitating it with warm
soapy water for what felt like three straight hours. It seemed like awfully
hard work for a relaxing weekend, but after having returned a second time the
following day to finish the job, Monique and Sam now have very interesting
looking felt book covers…now the only question that remains is what the heck to
do with them?!?
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