One thing I love about being part of a small community is that you tend to make your own fun!
For the last 10 years our community has had the annual Rugby Charity Match to attend. With its wind up last year some people put their heads together in the hope of creating another get together. It was decided a game of cricket would involve everyone and with the cooler weather upon us it is the perfect time to hold a match.
The idea isn't rocket science, people nominate, their names are thrown into buckets according to their abilities allowing for teams to be as even as possible.
My bowling arm hasn't exactly ever been very accurate and it let me down pitifully. As the ball left my hand and rolled towards our fieldsman at silly point I gently mentioned to him to turn around and throw the ball back. The umpire was then whispering, "Just peg it love!" Fortunately there are no photos of me (that I'm aware of) and my cricket playing style. You can be rest assured my husband knew when he married me he wasn't marrying me for my sporting prowess.
Actually there were all styles of cricket being played and we were all reminded that it was in the name of fun!
There was also a dress code (a white nightie from Vinnies) if you dropped a catch...yes I dropped a catch too, the expression on my face was apparently priceless...the ball was a sitter, but it was fast...I panicked, or course...and who cares really. It was all in the fun of it!
The nightime saw the drawing of the multi draw raffle. Thrilled to have my name pulled out, I selected a Shimano Rod, Reel and tackle box. I love fishing and now I have two rods like everyone else in my family! However my name was drawn out again, our eldest decided to collect it on my behalf and in his wisdom he selected......A ROOSTER! Now I know it's a good idea and all to be breeding up your own chickens, but round these parts there is very little infrastructure to handle such a loud and proud animal. We resolved that this rooster had to find a better home.
The young lass who desperately wanted it said to me, "My Mum has a really good chooken coup at home!"
"Well you better ask her before I give it to you"
"Mum, there is this really good rooster and the lady doesn't want it, can I get it, can I get it"
"She said I could have it" jumping up and down.
I felt like saying the pleasure was all mine!
Besides there was no room in the car for a crowing Rooster!
The night was capped off by a Talent Quest. There was some great talent. There are always people who surprise you with their talents from singing to dancing or reciting a poem!
Our eldest played his guitar "Bad Moon Rising"...
I just had to capture this little moment with my niece looking on at her big cousin. She is surrounded by music in her household too with my brother proficient at the guitar and the drums. Another opportunity for a bit of dancing!
And then there were these two larrikins having a go at dancing the Harlem Shake. After a little prior research on the internet last week we discovered that this dance comes from the US and has been part of African American culture for about 30 years. It actually has some style, however this was more of a "Yeh lets do that, with no rehearsals". I love that these kids have the confidence to just get up and have a go!
A fun filled day and night rendered another successful fundraiser for our kids!
