
The sun's rays created dramatic shafts of light in the clouds in the mountains behind as the barbeque went into its early preparatory stages. While consuming animal parts, a grasshopper the size of a tube of Smarties, attacked our Flossie, taking momentary refuge in the salad before being shooed away. We toasted marshmallows and toes before commencing a game of Cranium in which Al demonstrated shocking humming skills. Mother's quicksand demonstration was however the highlight of the evening. The children won, but we called it a draw.
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