Work was rather busy this week - my level of activity has been fluctuating wildly, which I hate. Give me an even keel any day. Or at least some sort of foresight into my likely workload in the near future.
We went to a house warming party today - Prince Valiant cooked brownies under my direction, and we went and sat in the blazing sun (hello September! I hear winter is over), nibbled on nibblies and played badminton. I like badminton. It makes me think of croquet, because of my association of bored aristocratic English people playing both games. Has anyone ever played croquet? Where does one play croquet? I have always thought croquet sounded rather fun (probably the association with Alice in Wonderland, I suppose).
(Speaking of aristocratic English people, I caught a couple of 10 minute episodes of Posh Nosh on TV last week - a very funny satire of food shows. )
Glimpses of myself seen in a video of the wedding surprised me - it seems I conduct all my conversations like an interpretive dance, waving my arms extravagantly around in the air while crunching my face into exaggerated expressions. The excitement of the day contributed, I'm sure, but I've been consciously aware of my arm movements in conversation ever since. I'd never actually seen a video of me casually interacting with people before, and it was quite fascinating. I want a digital video camera now, to take around sneakily at gatherings and capture little portraits of other people.
Saturday, September 1
Anyone for badminton?
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Croquet is fabulous! I was introduced to it by my posh English relatives and I caused havoc in the family (the dad sulked) by beating them all. I recently played some of my German girlfriends - one of them, bizarrely, had a set - and my legendary win is still talked about in The Burg today. I think it must have been the hours I sat watching my dad practice putting at golf that rubbed off on me.
I've never really played badminton, but imagine it would be just as much fun.
So, apparently, we're all close to our English roots up here in the U S of A, 'cause fucking everyone has a croquet set to play with at barbeques all summer long. I would be kind of surprised if no one had ever played it or seen it played. The sets are really cheap at WalMart and it's like, THE, awesome summer game to have. Also, plenty of people have badminton nets, volleyball nets, the occasional tennis court, lawn darts (very dangerous, probably not made anymore) wiffle ball (look that up), and a variety of other frisbees and balls and whatever.
Since I was a small, blonde-haired, blue-eyed child, you may now imagine me playing several games of croquet with the White Rabbit and the Queen of Hearts, 'cause I played quite often as a child.
Oooh! And horseshoes...
I'm just sayin', now you have a picture of the sorts of things we do during our short summer.
Croquet mallets (unlike flamingos) have all sorts of other applications. Sadly every croquet set I've had was slowly wrecked as the mallets were carried off to performs sundry tasks such as pounding fence posts, knocking down wasps' nests, and opening siblings' and neighbors' scalps. ~LA
You've all made me want to buy a croquet set now - it sounds like such fun. Perfect for weekend afternoons. I've never actually seen one for sale (not that I've specifically looked though), so I'll have to have a look around.
I've often seen this Croquet Club from the train at Auchenflower. I see from their website they also do hen's nights & buck's parties. Croquet must be more fun than I ever imagined.
We used to play croquet in my sister in law's back yard on Sundays while drinking Bloody Marys. It was so much fun.
I used to play croquet with my brother and sister in the front yard. As played by us, it was an intensely competitive game interspersed with chasing the dog off. Until my favorite ball went down a gopher hole. And my sister's favorite mallet broke...
So we discovered that the dog liked it better when we played badminton anyway, because she liked to see if she couldn't catch the flying white thing.
Ditto whiffleball.
Dogs change the rules of summer games...
I'm looking forward to getting a dog to change those rules, PF - the new big property will make a dog possible for us, we've been waiting a long time to be able to have one :-)
Thanks for the link, Mike - croquet functions sound fun.
That all sounds lovely except for the Bloody Marys, TB - tomato juice, bleh!
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