Hi,
We rushed home (as Tuesdays leave little time for dawdling anywhere) on our bikes, ate the sausage casserole I had in the slow cooker and left for Cubs. No time for anything other than eating, changing and driving to Cubs. I was on the "coming in activity" so I had to be on time. It went really well. We played Friend or Foe, and gave every Cub another Cub's name and they ran around the bush trying to find their 'foe' without being caught by the person hunting them. They seemed to love it.
Then we learned about this weekend's Cub Camp to Brookfields. We pitched a Scout tent (a gruesome canvas thing with no groundsheet) and learned the half slip knot for the guy ropes. I will be using our two person MacPac tent, thank you very much.
Home and into the shower for Toby. Wednesday is his school photo day so he had to look his best. His hair is far too long and even he has suggested he get a haircut.
Off to bed for all of us. But as we were almost ready to settle down at 10:10pm, we had a wee earthquake. It is actually the first one Mike has felt since we moved back to Wellington and the strongest one he has felt since the big Dunedin one. Our mirrored wardrobe doors wobbled enough to make a noise. Mike wandered down to make sure his mother and Toby were fine. It had woken Toby but he was oblivious as to why and went straight back to sleep. The news said that people were nervous about it. Earthquakes in Wellington aren't fun anymore.
Ok. Time for a cup of tea. The car is in for a service and the galeforce winds might prove an impediment to Mike's mother's return to Dunedin today. We shall see.
Love,
Angela
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