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Date: 24 September 2006 23:29:15
Our mission was simple. It was for 5 grown men to take 2 boys aged 7 & 4 on a 15 minute walk to the local watering hole and enjoy an afternoon of male company whilst the lady folk go to a baby shower. The walk wasn't too bad and got to meet and catch up with those that I was to spend the arvo with.
We arrived at the pub which was packed. It had a lot going for it ocean views, jazz band, food, cold beverages and a large playground we could watch the boys from a watchful distance. We arrived and the playground was in a fairly major state of disrepair and roped off. So that was a major strike in the opinion of our young companions. We also could find no seating in the shade and it was a glorious sunny day in the city of Chops. So we scoured for a spare table which took ten minutes or so. We needed sustenance to help aid the drinking of beverage so a couple of large bowls of hot chips with really good gravy on the side we procured. Strike two: we were asked by the nice burly security guard as we were sitting on a no eating table which is in the newly proclaimed smoking area. The smoking rules have changed recently and you can't eat "substantial" food in the smoking area. A bag of crisps is ok but a bowl of hot chips is not ok. They are the same thing in slightly different forms. At it's core it is grease, potatoes and salt. It is very confusing. We managed to find another table but with a little less shade this time and then two minutes after that upgraded to another table which was fully covered in shade. We must have been a sight to see as we kept hopping from table to table in quick succession.
The gent who is about to become a father was taught a very handy lesson by his nephews yesterday. They were given a lemonade each which they downed very quickly and then asked for another which uncle thought was a reasonable request. The next hour saw two very hyper not so used to that much sugar coursing through the veins boys bouncing around. Which is not really the vibe in that sort of situation.
We then took the boys to the playground to work out a bit of the sugar in the system and a wonderful time had by all. We soon realised that we had left one of the boys hats behind at the pub. We knew that it would mean lots of bagging for us if we were to arrive back with not all that we took with us. So the brave uncle was sent back to get the hat and then we managed to momentarily loose the other hat as well.
We did manage to get them all back sfae and sound and taught them some very needed lessons such as how to ankle taps someone so they eat grass and how to hang upside down from bits of metal.
Till Next Time Sugar Highs Do Not Aid Parenting,
Chops