The Games We Play

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

This is actually from yesterday but I had other ideas for my blip so I held on to this one.

So yesterday, Mo and I took Craig to lunch on account of it was his birthday. Shenée was disappointed because this coincided with her business trip to Sydney.

Craig did not seem in the least disappointed. He is a most pragmatic fellow who does not care for birthdays or being the centre of attention. All the same, it seemed the least Mo and I could do. 

We ended up in an Irish pub on Cuba Street where the bar food was excellent. I got a schnitzel* with extremely buttery mash and I was FULL afterward. 

Craig really seemed to enjoy it. He told us he'd had a really quiet week other than being mugged by horses for food**. He'd been having a quiet time, enjoying his tv shows and eating his choice in food.

(He texted us earlier in the week that he'd treated himself to a "Bachelor's Handbag". This is a rotisserie chicken in a plastic bag that all the supermarkets here sell). 

As I may have mentioned before, Craig and Shenée have a playful, pranky relationship. For example, when Shenée and I were travelling around Aotearoa together for work, Craig would take a picture of himself sitting on the couch with all of Shenée's plushies and send it to her with the caption, "Boys' Club".

On the road with her, I would hear a sudden intake of HORRIFIED breath when she received these pictures and she would immediately have to call him. 

"Craigy! NOOOOO!!!" she would howl down the phone at him. "No Boys' Club!!!"

(It horrified her even more when she discovered that both Manda and Caro are allowed in "Boys' Club". But not Shenée.)

"Ahhhhh... the games we play...." says Shenée whenever they prank each other.

So it goes without saying that I had to send our little group the picture you see above. It makes me very happy that, even in the middle of a swanky induction on the 30th floor of an office building in Sydney, I know there was an intake of shocked breath and a cry of 

CRAIGY NOOOOOOOO!!! NO BOYS' CLUB!!! NOOOOOOO!!

Ah, the games we play. 

S.

* I'm sure Germans would cock a snook. Or whatever it is that Germans cock. 

** He was trying to feed Finn and Amar but four ROGUE horses turned up to steal the food! Craig ended up hiding behind a bush in the dark until they went away. 

"I stayed there for ten whole minutes," he explained. "Then when I looked up, there were six horses looking at me, going 'What are you doing down there?'"