A real treat this year as Rosie got a big part. After her friend Shona called in sick Rosie stepped in to 'save the day' (according to one of her teachers) when she appeared in the role of Mary holding onto baby Jesus. Sometimes upside down.
Thomas meantime played the role of one of the many small stars, dancing around Giant Star.
The whole company put on a great production, which they evidently enjoyed as much as the audience of admiring parents.
Willoughby Church was the venue for Rosie's first public perfomance with the Grandborough Choir. The congrgation were entertained by a wonderful selection of traditional Christmas songs. The whole troop were well turned out in their signature red costumes, and posed for the camera after the performance.
Another 2-stroke Sunday at the Shoulder. Not so many stinkers this time, but still a tasty selection. Quite a few diesels too.
This time it was Flossie's turn to join Dad. She spotted the Harley 'Uncle David'son, sneered at some of the strokers, posed in front of a Buell.
And fell in love with a very old Royal Enfield dating from the twenties. Which she was amazed to find was older than her dad (!). She was so impressed she grabbed the camera and took a lot of photos of it.
You can see Rosie's camera work, plus more on picasa
The tranquility (?) of the house is a thing of the past, now Rosie has taken up the violin. Practice, practice, practice is the mantra. The instrument seems huge in her tiny hands, but she does her best to entertain us.....
Our local boozer, the Shoulder of Mutton held the first, (of no doubt many) biker meets today, under the banner of '2 Stroke Sunday'.
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Word was spread via various biker forums, see here for an example. Landlord Paul extended the welcome to 'Diesels'*, but the Harley remained at home as Thomas and his Dad went by Shanks Pony. Good job, since the guest ale was an old favourite from Cardiff; Brains SA no less.
The car park gradually filled with all manner of rattly ring-dingers, as the air filled with blue smoke and the smell of 2T. There were KHs, GTs, RDs and more modern stuff such as Aprillia. An old but mint Ariel leader showed how the ozone layer was depleted in the old days.
Thomas was so impressed he spent most of the time running around the garden with Max the landlord's son. Mind you, in between he would wander around the car park, point at a pristine Mach III and say 'Stinky, stinky two stroke'.