My life seems to have been taken over, mostly by little people but it looks like I finally have a moment to relax. It would seem that all of the grandkids would like to move in (and made a pretty good attempt to over the Easter weekend). Someone decided it would be a good idea to have a BBQ on Sunday so Saturday was spent shopping and preparing all sorts of yummys. Come Sunday the weather forecast was good, the sun was shining and the wife and I had a great couple of hours in the kitchen. Then they all arrived and things started to degenerate - apart from the easter egg hunt we arranged for the 6 kids, which was just chaos. When they decided it was too cold outside I stopped enjoying myself and started to regret going for a beige carpet (of course it was too cold - who has a BBQ in north east England in April?). The only way to get through it was to sit it out outside and stay warm beside the BBQ (safe in the knowledge that babywipes get just about anything off the carpet).
Monday we went to the races. The wife and I have only been once before and that time we made a profit. This time we just about broke even, which I guess makes for a cheap day out. The six year old came with us (her mum was going to come as well but couldn't afford it) and we let her pick a horse in each race to put a pound on. After the first three races she had won nothing and was starting to get bored (the wife and I on the other hand had winners and placed horses in every race). But, in race four Dead Mans Dante did good and the grandkid was back in the black (the same horse also gave me my best result of the day). When it came to choosing a horse for the fifth race she didn't even need to look at the parade ring before deciding to put the pound back in her pocket and was happy enough just to cheer on the horses that her nan and myself had picked. We worry about her taking after her mother - spend, spend, spend being her motto - but after the day at the races I'm not so worried.
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