Shenanigans

We all went to the Lee household again last night for one of Uncle David's barbeques and some entertainment, courtesy of my cousins and their friends, who are becoming more like family every time I see them!

Anyway, I forgot to take my camera so had to resort to the camera phone...hence the crappy quality of this shot...but the story is so much better.

James loves my cousins - Simon and Tom - and he doesn't see them that often. Fortunately, despite the age difference, James and Simon relate to each other exceptionally well (I'm not sure if thats because James is ridiculously mature, or whether Simon is still 9, just trapped in a significantly larger body!). Over the course of the evening, James and Simon got more and more giddy...and both had to be reprimanded on a couple of occasions - Simon responded less well !!!! (I know you'll read this at some point Si - and let me tell you how close you were to having your nads well and truly gripped and twisted when the marker pen was being weilded in my face!!!!!)

We were entertained by a range of compilation CD's put together by "DJ L.I. Am" (his other stage name is "Mike Oxlongue" - go on - say it out loud - you know you want to).

James was elected Chairman of the board, the board being a not so secret society dedicated to the spoiling of Pete's beer. Strategies involving vodka, chilli powder, mustard, liquorice allsorts, dishwater and tea were applied - although Pete was wise to the attempts at sabotage. He's not as daft as he looks apparently.

Each of the board members was allocated a Code Name - James "The Penguin", SImon - "The Burgers" and Liam - mentioned earlier - DJ L.I. Am. Their target - Pete the Bar Steward.

Yes - tea nearly did shoot out of my nose when James came outside and announced that. Then laughter followed when he announced that the bar that Pete stewards at is called "Bar Mitzvah".

Dear god.

James and SImon later engaged in Cossack / Chicken dancing as well.

Oh - and the maturity level continued at its high level with the repeated attempt to get James to answer the question "Whats the capital of Thailand". When DJ L.I. Am was asked this - his conditioned response was to cover his crown jewels with his hands.....I'm guessing that there is a repeated bashing of the balls that happens with my cuz and his friends.

To top it all off, I somehow agreed (and I was sober) to let Si, Money, DJ and PTB to do a karaoke number at our wedding next year, and there's talk of them coming to the wedding dressed as Pimps.

I love Saturday nights at my Aunty Rose's house - I woke up this morning with sore ribs from laughing so much last night :-)

Rose - get your journal set up......

Tom - lovely to see you...

Vikki - a diffuser on the front of the F1 cars? Really?????

Simon - You give great hugs....and you know I'm not really mad at you.

DJ L.I AM - sort some decent tunes out and sack the Maserati off

and Pete .... You're priceless - so glad that you'll be joining us next year :-)