Snowy Owl: high on E-numbers & artificial sweeteners...

Nov 28, 2007 21:20

We had about 20ish Brownies at the disco this evening. One turned up without a form and without a parent, but was eventually allowed to stay. Clearly her mother was wanting her there & another Brownie parent offered not only to take responsibility in an emergency but even to stay for the whole thing if necessary. (Have I mentioned how we have nice parents as well as nice Brownies?)

The Brownies were all dressed up. And they are all so cool. Although the whole children dressed the same as adults thing does still freak me out slightly. As does the resurgence of leggings. Far too many traumatic memories there...

Anyhow there was dancing & games & lethal squash (E Numbers! wheeeeeeeeeee!) & crisps. And we had a sore wrist & a tummy ache to deal with. Former was swiftly sorted & latter, sadly got AWFULLY bad just at the end of the disco & there were actual tears & the need for daddy to carry the afflicted small person to the car. Poor pet, she is everso wee & she was white as a sheet.

There was a certain amount of Owly dancing (it was nowhere near as class as Innovate though - *looks sad*) which amused the Brownies. I would like to think there was a certain amount of awe at our impressive dancing skills, but I fear that would be deluding myself. Even if we are demon macarena-dancers...

At going-home time there was fun & games as one Brownie daddy was roaming our corner of SE London hunting for the church hall we were at. And I was trying to direct him. Joyous. So we had one lone lorn Brownie for a bit. So we talked about High School Musical (apparently the songs in the second one are better, but the acting is not as good) and Brownies and parties and Christmas. And then Little Owl & Barn Owl said that the missing daddy had been sighted on the horizon so N-C and I went to see and she bopped off with him happily so we could then bop off ourselves.

The trains were spurning, which was norty, but I did eventually get home & even managed to have some tea despite being completely knackered. And while I was out tripping the light fantastic daddy came by and has tightened everything that needed tightening on the chair front. Cos he is rather splendid. I received a bemused phonecall from him partway through the disco, actually, cos he was needing the allan key for the chair & obviously did not know it was in my bureau desk. But all is well & the chair is more solid. So HUZZAH.

brownies, house, sleepy

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