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Saturday, 10 January 2015

Boxing Day Bovril

Boxing Day means BOVRIL!

↑↑ Whether you are at Port Vale ↑↑

↓↓or at The Riverside ↓↓

Unless you are a tea-aholic ↓↓ in which case only PG will do :)

We studied the fixture list.

The boys weren't keen to watch Doncaster v the Sky Blues...(really?)

and Middlesbrough v Forest was just too far,

although if we could have sat with the Holli-Bells we would have considered it.

so Port Vale v Sheffield United it was.

I enjoyed it!

There was a bit of action, both sides having spells of pressure, there was some dodgy defending, some good saves, 3 goals and a red card. Chris BASHEM obviously DID Bash 'Em as he chopped down Michael Brown who was predictably OK to continue playing once he had finished drama queening it on the grass.

Port Vale won 2-1 so we had to have 2 lots of

♪♪♪♪ "Glad all over, yes I'm ..♪ ♪ glad all over"♪♪♪♪

We weren't expecting SNOW!

Snow. Football. #boxingday #hyperlapse

A video posted by Chris Hollindale (@clhol) on Dec 26, 2014 at 9:40am PST

Cub had gone from Sunny San Francisco to Snowy Stoke in 3 days.

It was pretty though.

It was a slow crawl back home and Andy's cake took another bashing.

Half gone and it was only Boxing day. Isn't it supposed to last till Easter?

hahahahaha AS IF RALPH.

Boy's name, girl's name, tree, flower, town, country, and LINKEE with Stevethebus, Martinthebus and Katiethebus ended a great day.

Christmas Day 2014

At 8.30am and after about 5 hours sleep each we were Santasuited up in Delamere Forest, waiting for the 5 km fun run to start.

Look at us! Look how FUN we look!

But at 9am...oh my goodness....

It was meant to be a FUN RUN! FUN. It was Christmas Day!

Those non-Santas at the front must have been in a hurry to get home to prepare their sprouts, judging by the speed they set off. Oh Lordy. Did they think they were going to get locked in the carpark or something???

We got swept along for the first 100 yards and were scarlety puce well before we even reached the lake.

If I could have actually SPOKEN (I was struggling to breathe) I would have told Cubster to JUST GO but he didn't have any choice either. He just went.

He got a PB! 22 minutes!

Was it fun?!

It was HOT!

A full Santa suit on top of full running gear? That definitely means in a sweaty head.

By the time I had got my heart rate back to a less life-threatening pace, we had spread out a bit (by that I mean I had been overtaken by about 100 runners)

but I finished ahead of the pink lady with the black labrador...YESSSSS.

(My personal little challenge)

I think it was fun. Looking back, it was quite hilarious!

And get this.... I was second in my age group! haha! Wotahoot.

27.50

My face was still visibly pulsating when the Nem-Drake arrived.

I could have eaten the puddings on our tee shirts for breakfast.

Cub is going to flip his eggs-over-easy and his SF pancakes with his guitar flipper.

With Pixen being welcomed into the Belly household in Darlo, WE had our future SIL for dinner. Well, not literally.

It wasn't an enormous plateful, we counted out the tayros and the sprouts... but after the turkey and before the pudding we went for a stroll down on the meadows.

We had all that fresh air to ourselves.

Strangely enough no one else appeared to be having a mid-courses walk.

Naturally there were planks to be done to aid digestion.

The Word according to Christopher Luke.

The future Mrs and Mr Hennie.

There was just time for a plank on a plank backed by beautiful reflections.

All that ridiculously fast'n'furious running before breakfast plus all that lovely fresh air after dinner meant ... we could have....CAKE! Amazing Andy CAKE. Superb, delicious, best ever Andycake.