Mr Pig's Birthday
So Mr Pig was One today and the way he was strutting about
made me think he knew it. We got him a
guitar to quell his guitar envy, only thing is, it’s a ukulele. Luckily he doesn’t yet know the difference
between George Formby & Kurt Cobain, and so he’s happy.
Kerry had done the house up, I’m tempted to say like a
pirate ship but it was more like a house with load of flags and balloons with
skulls and cross bones on them. I’m not
sure if balloons were a popular tool of the pirate?
And how come pirates can get away with it? In fact not just pirates, Robin Hood, Hans
Solo or Del Boy. Raping & pillaging,
robbing the rich, being a member of the rebel alliance (clue is in the title!)
or buying stolen goods, it’s all illegal.
Don’t celebrate it. And if you
must sympathise with the pirates well just simply raise a glass and say, “those
pirates weren’t such bad lads were they?” don’t dress up like them and drink
and eat and play pirate games, that’s crazy.
What kind of parties am I going to take my Grandchildren to? Nazi parties?
(Ooo? Were the Germans very
forward thinking to call themselves the “Nazi Party” in order to plant the seed
in minds for Children’s parties of the future?)
Any road, Darwin loved it.
He loves attention, particularly from the ladies, and he likes kids. All the girls from next door came dressed as
princesses! (Back on to the pirate
thing, if you mix princesses and pirates I can only imagine it ending in
trouble, probably kidnappings, hefty ransoms and the occasional inappropriate
touching.)
We had a piñata. We
didn’t have them in my day!
Whilst doing a little research on Piñatas I came across a similar Christmas
tradition in Catalonia. Tió de Nadal is
a hollow wooden log that is kept under a blanket at night to keep it warm. It is fed a small amount of grass every night
and when the time is right kids hit it with a stick to encourage it to shit
presents. It doesn’t shit massive
presents, but it does leave
candies and nuts. Depending on the part of Catalonia, it may also give out
dried figs. When nothing is left to "shit", it drops a salt herring,
a head of garlic, an onion, or it "urinates" by leaving a bowl of
water. What comes out of the Tió is
a communal rather than individual gift, shared by everyone present.
Lots of lovely people came and by the end of the day Darwin
was shattered.
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