Caleb has long been hoping to build the second of his model airplanes, and all this week has been gently suggesting to his dad that a Sunday would be a good time for it, as that is a time that Nick is generally available. Nick had been noncommittal; memories of super-glued fingers and neck ache after hours of bending over impossibly small bits last time squelched his enthusiasm. The afternoon came though and Nick found himself seated at the diningroom table with a tube of specially requisitioned super glue, a pair of scissors and an excited boy. The two of them worked together to build the plane – it only took an hour this time (although Nick did suggest that some of the bombs on the wings could be considered optional and Caleb was happy to exclude them). Voila! At 2.30 Nick pointed out that it was a really lovely day and suggested a swim. He dropped me off at Pam where I helped her with the lasagne and then we read; dropped the boys off at the pool where they swam with Maddy and Elizabeth et al, and he went on to swim with Geoff in James’ Bay. Eventually we all met up again at Pam and Geoff’s for ‘tea’ (the British type). It was an excellent afternoon, and a pleasure to just walk next door to church!
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