Hello! I'm back! It's been a while, 7 weeks or so. Not that it's been particularly busy but at the same time, I feel I've not had time to sit down and blog! Finally, at 530pm this fine Sunday evening, it's time to update you on life down under.
All is good.
We had a celebratory wedding BBQ at the beginning of February in our friend Natalie's back garden. The sun was shining, we have our wedding photos on display and we have the ceilidh music all ready for the dancing later on. Bob was in his kilt, but sadly my dress did not make the journey back home so I opted for a slightly shorter and lighter summer dress instead. A wide variety of people attended - Dingoes, Dusties, workies from BawBaw shire and from the Albert Street Clinic and other random friends that we've acquired along the way. My netballers were extremely generous and gave us a lovely big clock for our living room, along with a voucher for the local gift shop. I went a bit mad with the soft furnishings (as every new wife must!) but our house is looking very homely now.
After a few glasses of vino, Bob and I decided to wow everyone with our 'first dance' moves, which I must admit wasn't as much fun as the first time!!! It was a bit cringeworthy actually but anyway, we still got the cheers. This time round, I decided to 'throw my bouquet' and, rather unsubtley, aimed it towards my netball friend Liza who is rather keen to get married to her boyfriend of 6 years. It didn't quite reach Liza but it hit Gill who, being the fantastic netballer she is, quickly passed it off to Liza, who caught it and leapt around like a loony. Hilarious.
Next was the ceilidh dancing. Never before I have realised how tricky it is to teach, when the people you are teaching have never even seen it, let alone tried it. There were lots of chants of 'forward 2,3,4, back 2,3,4' when we were doing the Gay Gordons - everyone was getting right into it. By the time the Strip the Willow came round, everyone was flinging everyone else around and having a jolly good time. No injuries thank goodness, although my boss Helen hadn't really thought her footwear through and had her feet in the ice troughs that the drinks were stored in. How hygienic?!
To top it all off, limbo dancing was the grand finale (apparently an Aussie party tradition?) - I realised how inflexible my spine is and I was one of the first out, leaving Karen, Natalie and Lauren to battle it out for the title. Being a little on the larger side, Lauren's chest got in the way and Karen was the winner! Hurrah. Punch drinking until home time. A fantastic night with 30-40 guests there to help us celebrate. Watch this space for the video!
xxxxx
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