But fun was had. Especially when we saw the groups coming from afar and the kids had to rush to hide their pink neon slippers, their sweets and sweet wrappers and -above all- their Nintendo DS. They had to beg for food you see, because we were poor and the French -those evil oppressors- stole everything.
Apparently 8- to 10-year-olds have the most fun when they chat with one another on their Nintendos. Especially when they're sitting right next to each other. Their conversations consist of "hi" "how are you" "fine" "and you". I vaguely remember doing stuff like that with handwritten notes when I was their age. Oh, technology.
Less fun was this little piece of conversation with the most talkative and bossy girl of the group (Obviously I detested her)
Future Vixen: "So do you have a boyfriend?"
Me: -glancing at The Girlfriend- "A boyfriend? No, I don't have a boyfriend"
Future Vixen: "And how old are you?"
Me: "27"
Future Vixen: "you're nearly thirty and you still don't have a boyfriend?? I'm 11 and I've had boyfriends!"
Me: "Well, if you go on like this you'll have six kids by the time you're 18, so there"
Ok, so I didn't add that last part. But nearly thirty? The nerve!
EDIT: Photos are now up on The Girlfriend's photosite.
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The photos are stunning (as are all the photos she takes that don't have either me or OH in them). I love the idea of the kids hiding their 21st century luxuries in order to beg for food. Sounds like you had fun :-)
I forgot about the inane notes we used to pass in an effort to be a grumpy old man. But you are right. We did the same thing ... the technology has just improved.
How did you spark your new interest in theatrical things? If I read it right the play which it sounds like you excelled in despite your efforts to convince us otherwise was your first real dive in the theatre waters. Or did I read that wrong?
Oh yeah. I think I would have said "Well, if you go on like this you'll have six kids by the time you're 18, so there." A teaching moment for her. But that's probably why they don't allow my around young kids.
Well that, your dashing good looks and Eurovision knowledge which would cause prepubescent boys' gay genes to become activated, a fate which could have been avoided had they only been kept away from goodlooking men and Eurovision before the age of 13.*g*
Ahem.
I' ve always been interested in theatre, but I never had the guts to do anything. I played at school when I was 14 (I was "mister mayor", thank you very much), in some kind of musical (I think I actually sang as well... which was, well.... considering my singing, very brave) but after that fear of failure overtook me and I never dared to audition. I still don't dare to audition. I just show up where they don't need one :-)
Nah, my colleague also plays and she was already taking part in this and knew they needed more people. So I went for it. And since I was going to be alone with a nest of kids yesterday I nicely asked the Girlfriend to come along. She said "ok as long as I don't have to say anything". And by the time the last group came she nearly said as much as I did *g*
Thankfully The Girlfriend is brilliant with kids. I'm not.
(plus we only had about 3 lines, so that's ok)
Oh Dear God. Ambition, it's a wonderful thing. I bet she wants to grow up to be Paris Hilton. *sigh*
It sounds like a lot of fun though, wouldn't mind going (after I've spent at least a fortnight in Belgium and have gotten some of my language skills back. Otherwise I won't be able to understand a thing. Actually even with language skills I'll probably be stumped by the accent... maybe I should just go to Bokrijk. Heh.)