Silliness

It doesn't come much sillier than hosting a boy's 11th birthday party.
When Graham was about that age I rented the local Scout Hall which I thought was probably fairly indestructible. The window bars were on the inside:-)
Hugh's today took place at the farm where they hopefully couldn't do much damage, except possibly to themselves.
A vigorous game of footie was followed by a tiger cake (Hugh's team is the  WestsTigers), game of spotlight* and campfire.
We then wished the parents luck and retired to Blackheath, leaving them to manage the sleepover.

Thanks for organising Silly Saturday in memory of Admirer davidc and for hosting this month KangaZu.

*Spotlight involves starting from a point several hundred metres from the house and then finding their way back, either individually or in teams, without being spotted by the spotter with the torch. It needs to be a reasonably dark night.