Mad Scientess Jane Expat
I'm presently in Germany, a country in which the rail company staff will apologise profusely because your train is going to be four minutes late, possibly jeopardising your connection with next train (a fast one that only runs every two hours), and puts you on an earlier train. Good grief.
I must therefore post about the weekend before the events of this week overwrite my front memory registers. We were descended upon by a horde of out-laws. The parents-out-law (plus aunt-who-lives-in-Seattle) arrived on Friday, before I returned home from working in London. The bloke conjured up a lovely lamb-chop dinner with the help of father-out-law. Humuhumu graced an assortment of laps before retiring to bed, mostly full of stolen spoonfuls of everyone else's pudding.
On Saturday, everyone went for a walk whilst I made an enormous apple and pear pie. On their return, we headed off to the pub for lunch to meet our friends. Humuhumu and Suki were quite excited to see one another after Suki's two week cycling holiday with her parents (Munich to Vienna). They chased one another around the garden with much enthusiasm.
[Image of Humuhumu in pursuit of Suki. Suki has already made her escape behind the camerawoman.]
Just before the dessert menus were handed out, sister-out-law turned up with Niece and Nephew. This meant everyone got to order a Belgian waffle with forest fruits and vanilla ice cream, and all was well.
Afterward, a little quiet digesting time was required.
[Image of Granny, Niece, Nephew & Humuhumu reading in Humuhumu's room.]
Some were quieter about it than others.
[Image of Humuhumu shouting "Neigh" at a drawing of a horse.]
Very soon it was time to eat again. The bloke's fish pie preceded my apple-and-pear pie, and lo, everyone was stuffed again.
[Image of Humuhumu clinking sippy cup with her Dada's glass, with Granddad's encouragement.]
The cousins shared in a pre-bed bathing ritual, watched over by parents, whilst the elder out-laws made themselves comfortable downstairs with more wine.
[Image of three children in a claw-footed bathtub, filling up rubber duck/whale/rabbit to squirt the surrounding adults.]
Once the cousins were down and out, the adults were united in wine-drinking and desultory chit-chat until, well, frankly, not very late at all, given how sleepy and full we all were. Nevertheless, I think we can claim the event was a success.
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