The dirty stop-outs didn't come home until 11:45pm. I was asleep. They had a fabulous time. It was very entertaining especially because they were sitting in the "poor seats" as Dame Edna said many times during the performance. Grandma said the attire of the audience was "interesting, especially the lady who sat with a woolly hat and coat on throughout the whole show".
Our whole morning was spent with our Engineer/Technical Advisor fine tuning Small's KubKar for the race today. He chamfered, filed, sanded and even dug out a bit of the bottom due to the car being overweight after filling it with illegal pennies and disguising them with wood glue and further decoupaging. I say it's illegal but we searched the rules and found nothing about hiding pennies. We briefly stopped for breakfast and the boys did more homework.
Grandad went into the 'bat cave' to finalise the car detailing and then we set up a quick track and raced the previous year's car (3rd place) against this year's car. We struggled with orientation of the wheels but eventually Huffle and Grandad got it working perfectly straight. We found out that if you put the car on the scales and breathed in, the weight was just right.
We sent Huffle, Grandad and Small off to register for the race and Grandma, Smallest and I played Robin Hood. Malcolm called to ask if Smallest could come and play and we dropped him off and went to watch the racing. First of all we couldn't park our car legally so we parked half in a disabled space and half in a No Parking spot. Huffle moved it down the road in case It got two tickets. The hall was full of enthusiastic people/geeks all cheering on their cubs cars or eating hot dogs or looking generally miserable. The first person I spoke to said "I'm surprised your car wasn't disqualified due to putting stickers on it". THERE WERE NO STICKERS, ITS JUST PAPER AND GLUE. I got told not to be so defensive. Another person asked how the effect was achieved as they weren't sure on the exact rules. Grandma and I got to vote on the designs of the car as Grandad and Huffle had already voted.
It was ages before our group raced their cars. Small got first or second on most of the first lot of races (there were loads of different races yaaawwwwwnnnn). As time went on, Small's car seemed to get slower and slower until he ended up with no trophy at all. He didn't even get a trophy for design this time. We think we are trying to be too clever with our design, either that or they just don't like us and refuse to vote for us (that's what Huffle thinks but I can't believe they would be like that, not for a kids thing anyway).
Eventually we got to leave, picked up Smallest from his friends where we discovered he had been left playing in the school yard without adult supervision (not impressed) while the Dad watched TV. We went on to the pub for lunch and then the ladies went off to Asda (obviously Walmart but Huffle likes to still call it Asda) to buy toothpaste and shampoo and the boys came home and played football.
While Grandma and I were out, I was telling her about how faffy and over the top the weddings were here, especially the 'getting organised part'. I was explaining how I knew someone who had a son and a daughter and that they were both getting married in the same year and that the Mother told the son that it was lol about the girls wedding and that he didn't matter (possibly not quite those words). Grandma looke at me in surprise and said "and here's me worrying about whether one of the boys has more pants than the other from me". That made me laugh a lot.
Last night Grandma saw a poster for Les Miserables. She looked online to see when it was on and one of the reviews said "miserable". That tickled her.
Posted with Blogsy
No comments:
Post a Comment