Wow its been a long and busy day today, we started off getting Chris to rugby (fortunately at school) so its was only 5 minutes to get there, but he had to be there at 07h30, to play at 08h30, but by 09h00 the other team had not yet arrived, so we all stood around freezing our butts off, only to have them arrive, with only 4 players.
Now the problem with this was that they are a team that have only recently been allowed back into the rugby circuit as 2 years ago one of their kids stabbed someone on the field - delightful!! Anyways the coach realised they only had 4 under 14's and that they were planning to make up the rest of the team with 16 yearolds, and he therefore told them we would not be playing [huge sigh of relief from me].
Straight from there, Chris went with Gill, who came to watch him play, to town to watch her play her hockey match and Rob and I raced off to the office to attend the SAPS reservistsrecruitment day presentation.
Before I got to rugby this morning, I had to drop James at Frances who was going to the annual Polar Bear Dip at Clifton Beach, where bunch oflooneys (normally the entire Muller Family are there, but not this year), go on the Saturday closest to the winter solstice and run into the ocean. For our efforts we get to buy a souvenir, this year its a nice red t-shirt, but only James gets it this year.
Well Rob has now officially signed up to become a South African Police Reservist so that when he goes on patrol, he has official arrest powers. He had to have his finger prints taken as well.
When I got home earlier he was lying on the couch, feeling very ill with the onset of flu and dreading the thought of having to fly to Nigeria tomorrow, but he got one phone call from Tony to go out patrolling in a police car and he was right as rain. He just sms'd me to say they have already made one drug arrest and they've only been out for about an hour.
After the open day, James and I went to the Fashion Show put on by his school. it was simply wonderful, where the children from all the grades paraded their sponsored clothes, but what was so nice, is it was kids of all shapes and sizes, walking to funky music. Some of the teachers also did a little show that had the crowds in stitches.
Frances's daughter Sarah was in the fashion show and looked absolutely beautiful, she definitely seems to have found her niche, up on stage. Unfortunately the hall was big and dark and I couldn't get her on stage, so had her 'stage' her shot afterwards instead.
When we got there, James and I were roped into helping sell the tuckshop items. James had so much fun, he then went back for the evening show and dragged Chris and Gill with him, so I was left at home alone with my book and the heater. I just wish I could have jumped into a nice hot bath and read my book, but didn't know what time the kids would phone to be collected, so instead here I am updating my blog . . . waiting for my husband to return from his jaunts around the neighbourhood, however, last time he came in at 4am, so maybe I'll just go to be instead.
Here are James and Michelle selling sweets at the tuckshop, with a little modeling of their own inbetween.
Now the problem with this was that they are a team that have only recently been allowed back into the rugby circuit as 2 years ago one of their kids stabbed someone on the field - delightful!! Anyways the coach realised they only had 4 under 14's and that they were planning to make up the rest of the team with 16 yearolds, and he therefore told them we would not be playing [huge sigh of relief from me].
Straight from there, Chris went with Gill, who came to watch him play, to town to watch her play her hockey match and Rob and I raced off to the office to attend the SAPS reservistsrecruitment day presentation.
Before I got to rugby this morning, I had to drop James at Frances who was going to the annual Polar Bear Dip at Clifton Beach, where bunch oflooneys (normally the entire Muller Family are there, but not this year), go on the Saturday closest to the winter solstice and run into the ocean. For our efforts we get to buy a souvenir, this year its a nice red t-shirt, but only James gets it this year.
Well Rob has now officially signed up to become a South African Police Reservist so that when he goes on patrol, he has official arrest powers. He had to have his finger prints taken as well.
When I got home earlier he was lying on the couch, feeling very ill with the onset of flu and dreading the thought of having to fly to Nigeria tomorrow, but he got one phone call from Tony to go out patrolling in a police car and he was right as rain. He just sms'd me to say they have already made one drug arrest and they've only been out for about an hour.
After the open day, James and I went to the Fashion Show put on by his school. it was simply wonderful, where the children from all the grades paraded their sponsored clothes, but what was so nice, is it was kids of all shapes and sizes, walking to funky music. Some of the teachers also did a little show that had the crowds in stitches.
Frances's daughter Sarah was in the fashion show and looked absolutely beautiful, she definitely seems to have found her niche, up on stage. Unfortunately the hall was big and dark and I couldn't get her on stage, so had her 'stage' her shot afterwards instead.
When we got there, James and I were roped into helping sell the tuckshop items. James had so much fun, he then went back for the evening show and dragged Chris and Gill with him, so I was left at home alone with my book and the heater. I just wish I could have jumped into a nice hot bath and read my book, but didn't know what time the kids would phone to be collected, so instead here I am updating my blog . . . waiting for my husband to return from his jaunts around the neighbourhood, however, last time he came in at 4am, so maybe I'll just go to be instead.
Here are James and Michelle selling sweets at the tuckshop, with a little modeling of their own inbetween.
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