Imagine its Bonfire night and you are at a party. Its sunny and warm (at least 36C), kids are runing mayhem around the garden, and some are playing in and around the pool. Yes if you are mad you can still swim in November here.
“Scream - Ahhh - Neal’s fallen in the pool - and hasn’t come up". Whilst Chavi, Neal’s mum (Nevilles wife), Alex and I run down the garden to the pool, Ben calmly, standing next to the pool reaches down and pulls Neal (6) out. Neal had fallen over a drain cover but thankfully Ben was by the side. Neal was a bit shocked by the cold water but otherwise alright. To Ben it was all very matter of fact.
The Hero with his Lego.
The rest of the night went off fine, the fireworks went bang and I didn’t manage to blow myself up - again. Though it looked close.
Home life in the latter part of the year hasn’t been as exciting mind you. Just the usual which includes doing all those things that you need to like having to go to school - if you can get your socks on that is.
And then its Crazy Hair Day - and foggy as well. They call it smoke here - not sure why - perhaps its a fancy word for pollution. Don’t tell anyone but Jess looks like that most of the time.
After school there are the guitar lessons. Here Aaron is with his teacher Joseph. He’s not bad at all really. He has also taught himself quite a lot on the keyboard they got a couple of years ago. It has got keys that light up and you follow the lights to learn tunes - very ingenious. It works too.
Now while that racket is going on some have to do homework - and without colour as well.
Then lastly you have to read before bed. In the pink of course. What is she reading? A book about witches - run before — too lat… “Croak!”
