The hostessing is over, just the cleaning up to do. Hurray.
The last event in the Seventh Annual Festival of Cherub took place this morning: the boys from his class at school, in a park, with fairy bread & honey joys, fruit & chips, and chocolate cake coated with an entire bag of smarties...
Let's not forget also the 7 litres of cordial, which provided a welcome activity in the final half hour of the party when owing to a few disagreements and boyish exuberance we were racking our brains for a something that they could do which would be fun and non-destructive, and the answer turned out to be taking the whole lot of them to the public toilets (because they'd all drunk so much cordial) where there were automatic doors and piped music!
Oh look, baby music! Hey, it's my turn to push the button. Oh this one stinks, come and smell! Let's shut him in there.
For ANZAC Day this is so beautiful and tender
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