Breakfast in Ironbridge for the Merry Pranksters
"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic"
Star Date: Friday 23rd August 2024
Destination: Toy Town
Reason: A picnic breakfast fit for champions
Reason Number 7: I only feel alive when I’m in Ironbridge with my son
Breakfast Menu:
Bacon and Sausage Sandwiches
Apples, Bananas and Raspberries
Seabrook Crisps (Worcestershire Sauce flavour)
Oh, and some “Old Fashioned Sweets” (not disclosed)
Tune for the Day: (as chosen by my son) “No Woman No Cry” by Bob Marley
“Uno” Score
Dad 1
Lad 2
A topsy-turvy start to the day’s proceedings as over a delicious bacon and sausage sandwich and a quick mid-game move from the coldness of the shadows of the park and into the sunshine breaking through the clouds, a ruthless son only allowed me to win a total of 7 hands across 3 total Games and rather ridiculously, I won the middle Game with an unheard of 79 points in one hand on my way to a nail-biting 125 points to 97 victory. In contrast, my son won a staggering 21 hands on his way to a 2–1 Games victory (112–15 and 102–67) and thus stopping the rot and my win streak of 4 Games out of 5 in our recent Uno tussles.
Lifetime Game Scores:
Dad 285
Lad 429
“Yahtzee” Score:
Dad 304
Lad 155
Bit of a blow out this one as I levelled the game’s score for the day at 1–1 with a comprehensive victory that my lad conceded partway through, and through gritted teeth, with “You’ve won this one easily Dad”. Well shucks I had and I didn’t even need the late game “YAHTZEE!” (go on, shout it out loud as you read this now — You’ll never feel more alive) as I was already far ahead and devouring some rather delicious raspberries and singing songs of victory once more.
“Tri-ominos” Score
Dad 362
Lad 319
Today’s choice of old fashioned sweets (not disclosed) were thoroughly enjoyed as a typically tight and tense game of “Tri-ominos” (think triangle shaped dominoes) played out under a beautiful early afternoon sun. The lad led early before a quick interchange of “bridges” (connecting one triangle with another) saw a change of leadership yet at the mid-way point in the game, the lead had reverted back to my son and 186 points to 147. As places to go became paramount and both of us struggling to end the game we each collected more and more tiles until I struck with, ultimately, a game winning “hexagon” (as the name would suggest and the final sixth tile that secures a hefty 50 point bonus) and from hereon in it was a coronation of the champion by 43 total points. Without it, my lad would have won by the slender margin of just 7 points but please, do not, under any circumstances, point this out to him.
Unless of course you enjoy being on the receiving end of a thousand yard death stare and seeing steam flowing out of his ears!
Thanks for reading. For more inane, well meaning bunkum and gibberish such as this, here’s one I lovingly prepared in March of this year.
"Tales I Tell Myself" - link to Amazon
Thanks for reading. I hope this message in a bottle in The Matrix finds you well, prospering, and the right way up in an upside down world.