Warning. These Spears will harm Nothing.

Our little warrior returned - dirty and tired, but having enjoyed a very sociable week. This seems to have been the main aim of the camp. (Just as well it wasn't catching flounders, though some children came VERY well equipped). The children mixed really well and widened their social group. I told Tony I'd pick the boys up. Unfortunately Max got home in an earlier car and the girls found him lying in a grassy patch on the way home, looking like a snow angel without the snow, his baggage lying all around him. He hadn't quite managed over the hill that is Totara Terrace without having to lie down for a wee nap. The girls helped him home. They missed their little brothers and invited them out to the cinema to see Twilight. All 5 children, which included big brother Sam, had pasta in our house, before the movie. It was great to hear them catch up with each others news. The Crone family provide a good buffer zone, albeit a dangerous one at times! It's a week since the tipping over of the truck and I still hear new snippets of information. It took 2 hours to get a rescuer to them as Pete had to find a baby-sitter, due to his wife being out on the town with her friends. Kate and I couldn't help as we were drinking wine. The men found this an uncomfortable situation and sign of the times. All women incapacitated. It got quite cold while they were waiting and the position of the truck made it less than comfortable to sit in. Spook sat on the ground and discovered it was warm. He lay down and looked at the stars. The two boys joined him. Eventually, Tony got down too and all four lay there discussing the night sky. When I told Kate, she was more stunned at the idea of Tony communing with nature, than she was about him trashing their vehicle.

It rained all night last night and was a bit damp this morning so Spook and I went to town and bought our ski passes before the price went up, and had a coffee. We decided it would be ok for him to go on a shorter cycle without me and do a bit of fishing en route. I gave the toilet and bathroom a professional make-over and caught up on paper work. Phew.