Do not use a rolling pin on a pinata but do watch Trigger Happy TV
Posted October 7, 2013on:
I’ve had a busy weekend! On Saturday Lovely Daughter #2 had a party. She had three friends round and they made chocolate truffles. Most recipes on the net seemed to agree on equal amounts of double cream and dark chocolate, plus a quarter amount lump of butter (I don’t think the last amount is too crucial as I didn’t bother measuring it out). You can add flavourings too, but I cheated by using flavoured chocolate. Refrigerate for 4 hours and then let children loose on it.
Then they went and bounced on the trampoline, after which they watched a DVD.
It’s always difficult choosing a DVD for a party, because somebody in the group will always have watched it before…. unless you go for something really really old! I was delighted to find a couple of years ago that my out of the blue Christmas stocking idea of a Trigger Happy DVD went down a treat.
For those of you who didn’t ever see it, it was a sort of surreal Candid Camera thing, with people in animal suits, unexpectedly fighting characters, and the great Dom Joly in a series of deadpan roles. The shame about it was it was so good that Dom Joly became instantly recognisable (even in disguise), which limited the number of series to three. Even by series 3, the number of Dom Joly stunts, which were so characteristically good natured and surreal, had started to be very limited.
Here is a choice selection:
After pizza and cake we had the pinata, and this was an interesting moment. I guess I should have bought a pinata basher, because I gave no thought to the rolling pin helpfully chosen by LD #2 other than that it was the right shape. The reviews indicated that it should last 15 good minutes. The girls, being clever, well organised girls, decided that they should have two bashes each in turn so they all got a go. Well it just about lasted two bashes each before it burst.
On Sunday, I spent a gorgeous afternoon in, er, Croydon. Well, my friend James, his wife and very cute baby had travelled all the way over from Singapore and I and a couple of other friends met up with them for a walk around the park.
Catching up was good. Also discovering that you can buy disco ball look a like fabric and that Singapore has a lot of made to measure tailors. The imaginative possibilities are endless.
Since I was trapped on a train there and back, I decided it would be a good time to start to tackle Proust’s In Search of Lost Time. I would take the time to savour it slowly, and experiment with the experience of reading thoroughly for a change, not skimming.
That, and I had run out of any non-Kindle reading material to pack.
It’s going to be a long experience. I’ve just finished Chapter 1, in which the author has difficulty going to sleep. I do sort of get that this is a long, tortured drawn out experience for him, and the chapter does build to an emotional climax. However, part of me is still struggling to stop wanting to tell the author to get a grip, which I guess is what reading with an open mind is all about. Something I am going to be learning over the next few chapters, I think.
As I’d (unusually) spent Saturday morning on the till in our village shop and Sunday morning playing the organ, I was pretty knackered by the time I got home. (No difficulty getting to sleep for me. Maybe this is why I lack sympathy.) But the good thing about a children’s party is there is lots of cola left over. Now, rum and coke, is so basic a cocktail I didn’t even realise it was a cocktail until I saw it on several blog sites. It’s mentioned in Pulp’s Disco 2000, which also refers to woodchip wallpaper! But it was the only thing I had the ingredients for in a cola based cocktail, and very welcome it was too at the end of an enjoyable long weekend.