we went to watch a netball game on sunday. it was quite excellent. new zealand vs australia. australia won in the last quarter (boo!) but we had a great time. got to hear Opshop (world famous in new zealand) and the prime minister was there as well. few photos above.
and there were plaques all over the place celebrating big achievements on the different lanes. this one showed the first time someone had scored over 300 on lanes 15 and 16.
you could image people playing the original space invaders game in the background loving all the new technology
kezia said he was much bigger than she expected. but that’s because she’s been singing “little john key” (to the tune of little donkey). esther thought he should dress as a key and do the race in fancy dress. but he didn’t
i love london. and i love how you can walk down the street and see something fantastic that everyone else is ignoring. like these athletes we saw being photographed after we’d dropped our passports off at New Zealand House (that’s the base of eros just behind them)
A bit of googling revealed the chap is Laurent Vidal There was also a swedish athlete and another lady with her back to us (who perhaps could have done with longer shorts).
every holiday needs a trip to the crazy golf course and we went to this excellent one at Heatherton. it had a pirate theme and was your more sensible sort of crazy gold with pretend bunkers and sloping greens rather than comedy obstacles
we were the first on the course in the morning so we could lead the pace. we scored using the funkypancake family amendment to the rules (no one can score more than 8 on any hole, so people don’t forfeit the game by having one bad hole)
it ended up being down to the final shot by my father-in-law. if he pocketed the ball on a shot from a tricky bunker up against a wall, he would win against jane.
he hit it, and it went straight in to the hole but it bounced back out ! his next shot went in so it was a draw with jane. well done to them both