Monday, December 13, 2004

Fun with freak weather

We had the kiddies' christmas party today at work, and its over! hurray!

There was lots of "party food" prepared: chocolate biscuits, chips, corn chips, cream cookies, jam biscuits, stuffed olives, cheese, gherkins, more chips, crackers, breadsticks with dips, different flavoured chips, the ever ubiquitous fairy bread, and even a hopeful attempt at "healthy" sandwiches and veggies and things that just went uneaten.

For entertainment, there was pass the parcel, a prize raffle, plenty of colourful balloons, putting up the christmas tree, a movie, and at 4pm, a sudden hailstorm fell upon us under a sunny blue sky, followed immediately by half an hour of full-on thunder-and-lightning soaking big wetness. Yay for freak weather!

Filling kids up with sugar and then trying to keep them dry and indoors when chunks of ice are falling like so many collectible items from the sky outside, is very futile indeed.

*wring out shirt*

Also, children under the age of ten are irresistibly attracted to mud, puddles, and overflowing drains, and don't get ill from drinking dirty rainwater. Probably not anyway. Some sort of evolutionary adaptation perhaps?

6 comments:

onekell said...

What fun! I like your deadpan tone.

syn said...

wahahah!

i think the Airbus one was more fun. :P

Anonymous said...

No, actually it was posted by Bear:

Hurrah for freak weather!
..except that I got stuck at work for 30 mins longer due to nasty fists of ice from sky!

Fun to watch though..

Posting message thing works for me it seems.

Bear.

onekell said...
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onekell said...

Oh yes, the conclusion of the previous Airbus post left no doubt as to the reason why business associates often ask about the wife and kids.

I hope Airbus makes safe planes though, otherwise there'll be blood on your hands! As delicious as those canapes (brilliant invention) can be.

syn said...

oh dear. i'm sure Bear would like me to clarify that he doesn't make such weighty and expensive decisions on what i think... not at work anyway. :P