Archive for September, 2013

Just the three at home


With Eliza and Robin away at a sleepover from the mid-afternoon, Gabe had what he recognised to be the longest time alone with L and I since Eliza’s emergence ten years ago. He and I used the initial hours to go to the cricket nets on the last day before they are brought down for the winter. He gee’d me up to bowl, which I did as fast as I could, without troubling him. He then bowled quick and straight at me until it got too dark to carry on.

Back at home, Gabe and L watched ‘The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas’ – unsuitable for younger siblings – and we ate together. But Gabe was unhappy at bedtime as he didn’t like being alone upstairs.

Eliza and Robin

Eliza and Robin stayed with their best friends, also brother and sister. Eliza and E made videos together. One, in which Eliza starred, was sent to L for us to view. Robin and A played football in the afternoon, evening and morning – getting up and playing in their pyjamas in the garden.


Singing in the rain

Eliza and Robin

Once Infant pals, otter pups, these two spend less time together as one is drawn to football and the other to nail varnish and hair styles. But occasionally the sibling chemistry sizzles.

After school today, they were bubbly and hyper. In the wet garden, Robin demonstrated how he had sung and danced in the rain at school. Eliza joined in and soon they had choreographed moves to Singing in the Rain. I joined them under the dripping silver birch where we danced and sang until Eliza wanted to go somewhere dry where she could do the splits. They continued with a dance competition in the living room to Another One Bites the Dust. For the first time in ages they had a bath together, singing to their chosen YouTube videos.


Gabe recently had a burst of interest in my blog and found Touchline Dad. He complimented me on it. At the weekend he asked me to help him set up his own blog. First titled ‘Goals ‘n’ balls’ it will comprise reports of his matches and debates about sports issues. We set it up together, he published the first post and the blog is renamed ‘NO BALL GAMES’.

All inclusive

A dominating feature of our Menorcan holiday was the all inclusive food and drink. Three meals a day and a changing menu of meats, vegetables, salads, breads and desserts for every meal. But for the kids, all inclusive produced particular, limited diets:

Gabe: croissant, chips and seconds/thirds of pizza

Eliza: croissant, melon and ice cream

Robin: croissant, chips and coca-cola (even at breakfast if not closely monitored).

Watching Robin dash around, L commented, “We’ll be in hospital this holiday.” She was right, but Eliza was the patient, banging her head falling from a fence. I called the doctor when she felt ill at midnight. The doctor came and calmly ordered an ambulance which drove Eliza and L across the island for an emergency brain scan. All was clear and they returned, exhausted after a night in hospital.