LittleMax is learning Karate, Erin did for a bit and I like exploding and doing the pose from the Karate Kid and tweetling melodically and hopping around going Hi---yah! as much as the next man so in our new game we are the Foo Foo Fighters (we were foofoo fighting ♪/us cats are as fast as lightning ♪/in fact we're a little bit frightening ♫/and we fight with expert timing ♫.....)
Thursday park was busy with extra teenagers so the JBs and I practised our Foo-Foo Fighting hop'n'kick moves. They went dentisting so Ben and I did scooter circuits. On the final circuit with agreed route the JBs returned and we all went off together but I changed the planned route, we all dispersed in disarray and I earnt an early home. While it was sunny, there was a lot of wind and some threatening clouds so it was about time anyway.
I was rescued from an extended sulk by making packed lunches for tomorrow. Getting the knife angle right to spread margarine is difficult.
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