moonpoker..

my weekend in summary:
fresh air..full houses...oap evoision....wedding venue treasure hunts....

ah, the sheer joy of a poker evening at home with mum and dad, nick, rob and amy and me....i think i am finally understanding the whole game a bit more, but bluffing remains a mystery to me..pheobe was right when she asked "and is that not just another word for lying...?" i think its quite difficult. especially when you just don't want to look like a dunce if you take it really far and then lose....i guess we should ref that as per john hainses' wise words regarding another situation in a previous post...!

so i arrived home on friday night to steak and then a few hours in the rene with the rentals and nick and angela....we played poker and i drank cranberry juice..good to keep a clear head about these matters...! on saturday day mum and i explored the land of narnia also known as the rococo gardens....a whole post on that will follow....and then saturday evening we took it in turns to run outside into the freezing cold to check on the status of the moon, pausing at the bar (the back door step) for another cold drink on the way back in, hastily throwing cigarettes down in favour of not letting mum get away with "shuffling" the cards while no-one was looking...! the moon was beautiful, the game amateurish and hilarious, the company some of my favourite in the world, and the new discovery of dry martini quite an eye-opener for me...
yesterday got lost in the hills of nailsworth with nick and dad...managed to avoid seeing the grandparents, made time for the archers omnibus and had some soup...and still home to the north in time for another chapter of the order of the pheonix before a jolly good sleep.
i love it up here, but shire holidays are ever-necessary..
xxx