Mamalade

13 people round the table for Christmas dinner. An abundance of food and laughter. Suddenly, someone started to scream….

No, its not a murder mystery – it was Hayley, with her knee stuck in the back of her chair, squealing like a stuck pig. I don’t know how anyone can put their knee through the rungs in the back of a chair while they are sitting at the table, or why they would even want to, but that’s what she did.

Now, you don’t get a photo opportunity like that every day, so I rushed up and took a photo while Joel & Frances tried to free her.

hayley-stuck

“Don’t worry,” I soothed, ” I’ve never heard of anyone getting married with a chair stuck on their knee.”

What I meant was, no one is still stuck by the time they are old enough to get married. (I have a weird sense of humour.)

And she did get her knee free in a few minutes.

“The poor kid probably thought she would never be able to get married,” said Lea, when the fuss was over.

“Yeah,” said Joel, “If you visit a Nursing Home, you’ll probably see some old spinsters with a chair stuck on their leg, all wailing about missing their opportunity to get married!”

We were at Lea and David’s place, in its beautiful bushland setting. It was a really good day. The weather was lovely and cool for a change. The kids were no trouble – they played computer games, tried out their new roller blades, and swam in the pool. The adults played Lea’s new games, “Sequence” and “Smart Ass.”

Before we left, Hayley tried on the ring she had got in her Christmas bon bon. She couldn’t get it off her finger.

“You could leave it on for your wedding!” I suggested.

She didn’t think it was a good idea, so I took her into the bathroom and helped her to rub soap on her finger till it slipped off easily.

The ring, I mean – not the finger.