I did a wee bit of professional cleaning this morning and Spook and Roddy took some more poo samples over the hill. Robbi held the fort. Meg nervously ate 4 peanut butter sandwiches as she waited to see if her bid on Trade Me (NZ E-Bay), for an I-Pod was successful. It was, but if she gets addicted and eats like that whenever she's nervous, she's going to become huge. Then she put a Nintendo game on Trade Me that she doesn't want and has been checking every 5 minutes. Interest in that is going well so she is roaming the house looking for other things to sell. She was not available for the tennis tournament this afternoon. (But she and Shannon did help Robbi with the sushi making in between trading).
Spook and Hamish against Roddy and I. We managed to win without actually scoring any points, which was really funny. I perfected the 'Ready' postion and looked the part whilst missing anything they managed to get back over the net. Hamish is very good but was serioulsy disadvantaged by Spooks Shinty whack and the mobile phone which kept ringing with poo issues. Cameron and Roddy then played Spook and Finn with the Munros just coming out on top. Hamish meanwhile shot aces past me endlessly and I occassionally returned a few shots when my raquet got in the way of the ball by mistake. We both laughed a lot and it was fun enjoying his company as an adult, and having such a different relationship from what we had when he was an 8yr old, 5 years ago. He balanced the Munro win with a Sinclair massacre.
After dinner, the mixed batch of a household, which still includes Joe and Liam, watched a movie and I brushed Shannons tangled hair which hasn't been cut since she left Braeroy as a 3 year old. It took the whole movie to do it. When we were finished, I held up the ends of hair and said, "That's the same bits we knew in Scotland!"
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