Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out: March 11, 2012

sunday sunday

beautiful sunny morning at farm.
up early to service all our push bikes.

drive to tescos for ye olde weekly shoppe.
arrive early

sit in the carpark, in the mini-peroumobile with z, both head banging and playing air guitar + drums to loud slipknot.

at the end of 'duality' z turns to spontaneously give me a big hug and the world feels OK.

speed home to catch up with mrs.perou and maximum.

we all cycle to minnis bay for brunch at the windshack cafe.

11mile round trip.
easy
with some H.I.T short blasts of all out pedaling.

dropped z to a childrens' birthday party at seemingly the roughest pub in herne bay.
met outside by the birthday girl's mum who says 'it's not a salubrious venue but the children will be safe upstairs'

'good luck z...see you in a couple of hours'

goto the local swimming baths with maximum, where people seem to go for a communal bath.
we are there specifically for the inflatable obstacle course in the main pool.

but a fat kid's slipped and is lying unconscious on the side (selfishly) and the pool is closed until the medics have attended to him.
he lies wrapped in tin foil and i remember we're having a roast for dinner.

maximum enjoys the slide while i sit, barely underwater in the kiddie's pool horrified at all the teeth marks in the polystyrene floats, trying not to look like a peodophile in the direction of 15 yr old girls with muffin tops and tits and thinking to myself, THIS is why i pay silly money to heat my own pool at home.

have an icecream on the beach waiting for z's party to finish.

we collect him from the party where children are power karaoke-ing through something by katy perry (apparently).
z is face painted like a skeleton...although he looks more like a panda.

RTF

help maximum photograph his lego time-machine for his school project and stick on 'time bandits' for the boys to see.

over roast dinner, z has a cataclysmic meltdown over my suggestion that if he's old enough to stay up and watch 'time bandits' he's old enough to eat some mashed sweede.

many tears melt the facepaint.
z looks even more like a panda.

all in all a great day.
and mrs.perou has some new reading glasses that are unexpectedly alluring.
expect pictures to follow