On a promise for some park action if I eat my lunch.
So, ate lunch after school in a frantic porg session that I could have avoided if I ate during my lunch hour.
Off to the park to see Erin, Pops, Ben and the JoniBobs.
Spanked Bud in the willy twice and howled for 10 minutes after he reacted with shouting. Then, after another incident that escapes me, howled myself into another frenzy and vomited on my trousers. One quick cleanup trip home later, I was back with a vengeance to climb, swing and eat. This resultant sugar rush gave us all the energy to beat Bud up, outnumbered 5 to 1. A good time was had by all.
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Staking my place as trend-setter and born leader, I decided I needed a poo - and immediately so did Erin and Ben. So off we went to the toilets with Bud who had to deal with a parallel double-dumper in the boys and Erin in the girls right round the corner. The poor council bogman was trying to close up for the day - we finally left at 10 past 5.
A little bit more work outside the swingpark and then the parents called it - most unfairly in all our minds so we gave them the runaround in a team effort that will always win against those older and slower than ourselves.
Yes. Let's do it all again next week, for we are gluttons for punishment.
Ben was moving house today so Bud picked him up from his school (nobody questioned a stranger obtaining a child) and they came to pick me up from after-school club, so he got to see my school as well. 
For some reason we decided we had to barricade ourselves in my bedroom to escape the virulent and rampaging Bud who wanted us to stop beating him up and go to do the washing up, apparently.This was obviously insufficient as the inquisitive Bud managed to get a camera through the gap.
Off to the park to see Erin, Pops, Ben and the JoniBobs. 
From there it was but a short ride to the Pyramids (still closed for refurbishment, large digger in the front garden) and the sunken rose garden (no bikes allowed) and on to the pier. Several pocketfuls of stones later, we threw stones off the pier to the consternation of the numerous fishermen and headed to Canoe lake swing park for some climbing and an unexpected meeting with Jason B of Bud's work and his daughters (Millie and Poppy - does anybody have original names??). 
Then home and a quick lunch before a trip into town to feed the inmates of Victoria park animal cages with M+S iceberg lettuce. Much climbing and sliding later, home for some Mickey Mouse. 
In the afternoon it cleared up so went for a walk around the football ground during the match - saw an away fan getting sat on by 6 policemen which was quite funny as he was very insistent on not going down.
Took Pops to Erin's place for tea and cake. Erin asked whether the present was paint or makeup - a sad reflection on a certain someone's style of makeup application. 
It's great. The uniform is way too big but I managed to con a teacher into wiping my bottie, something I'm quite capable of but what are women for but to do everything for you?
Collected my girlfriends and went down to the pub to play on the pirate ship and eat crisps. Watched the silly men doing the dance with the hankies and clacksticks. The parents kept themselves busy with something called a beer festival, then we all had sausage'n'chips, and Bud put "Dave's gourmet chili sauce" on Erin's dad's chips and it gave him hiccups! 
Then we all played pool, It's amazing how quickly you run out of those little coloured balls when you've got five 4-year-olds all trying to lose them down the holes at once. 
