We didn't go last year, because the year before, just after we moved into a little house in Oxford Street (right next to the park), I took him and he was petrified. I took him back to the house and we had a grandstand view from there. Amazing the difference a couple of years makes when you are only four. This year, he was cool as a cucumber and didn't flinch at all at the explosions or lights. We will definitely make it a regular yearly family outing from now on.
And now for something completely different.
Boomalecker, boomalecker, wah, wah, wah.
Boomalecker, boomalecker, chah, chah, chah!
Who are we?
We are, we are can't you see?
We are, we are can't you guess?
We are, we are, P.E.S.
Ivalavonga Rugby Tigers
That's Gary's old school rugby chant, which we felt like sharing, in a moment of complete randomness. P.E.S. stands for Prince Edward School, which is in Harare (which was Salisbury when he was there). The meanings of the words are lost in the mists of time. My step children have taught it to their little bro, resulting in a fairly high cute-rating. I've just found out that the school motto is "Tot Facienda Parum Factum", which means, "So much to do, so little done." I think I'll paint that on the wall in the garage if I can ever get to it again.