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Sports Day...'s

I was able to attend 2 days of sports. First it was Lyndhurst's (Pocklington's Junior School) turn on Friday, which is where Anna goes. Thankfully for the kids it wasn't exactly a scorcher of a day ... it was infact a little drizzly ... like I said, nice for the kids, not so nice for the older folks sitting on the sidelines! But it wasn't raining and we had come prepared, so it was fun :)

Anna did really well in her races. She came 3rd in the potatoe race and did really well in the 4x 100m relay! Go Anna-Millana ;p

And off she goes, in the green!

Waiting for the next one....

Janet & Ian enjoying an afternoon at the races!

And on Saturday it was Pock's turn! This time, the drizzle decided to stay away...wonderful :)

Will had his legs all tired out at the end of the day. He did the long jump - in which he broke 2 records but unfortunately some other kid with increadibly long legs (and a fowl jump as far as we're conserned) landed a little further - as well as the 100m, 200m & 4x 100m relay.

We were also meant to be watching our other cousin's kids, Alex and Emilia, but Al had a migrane and Emilia had a black-board-eraser lobbed at the back of her head and couldn't run either! Poor kids!

Will with the batton running for the finish line!

Breaking some more records!

So a good time was had by all and that evening I headed off to a very festive braai with Henry and Sophie in Ferriby.

Nick and the kids went to the West's and here's a sneak peak at the direction that their evening went ...... and I thought that my night was good :) hahaha

Meebs xx

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