For those wanting to know how the Sunday roast unfolded, well, it did happen, but in a condensed version. You see Archie worked the night before and arrived home at 1.30am after being the waiter at a 50th birthday party where one woman dropped the rubbish she was holding on the floor, then looked at Archie and said, ‘Oh, I dropped that’, stepped over it and moved on. After arriving home he slept in, mucked around in the afternoon, then announced he had an assignment due in tomorrow so retreated to his room and said he couldn’t spare many minutes for dinner.
And Arabella was equally as bad as her excuse for cutting family time short was that she was extremely fatigued and ‘remember mum, I have two assessments due this week’.
So they arrived at the table late and they ate fast but we had, in a short and sharp manner, family time.
Our day had been long and it had started early. It was Alfie’s school’s major annual fundraising event where 3000 people raced in either the 10km, the 5km or the 2km running races. Pat Farmer, the famous Pole-to-Pole marathon runner was the patron of the event and he raced in all three events. The Leader of the Opposition, Tony Abbott raced in the 10km event and the Prime Minster wasn’t invited, probably only because she’s busy.
Carl was working as a volunteer so he had to be there at 6.30am and Alfie and I followed closely because I had to drop off my cakes to the cake stalls and Alfie had booked himself into the 5km event. (And, in case cake boxes ever get sent home from your school, the Sour Cream Double Layer Chocolate Cakes I made were all sold before 9am – use this recipe if you don’t want your cake to be the last one sold!)
I’d spoken to Alfie about the races and advised he run in the 2km event but he was determined to do the 5km and so, after a lot of failed convincing, he ran in the 5km race. I was there to cheer him on at the start, then I criss-crossed across the course to cheer him on at different vantage points, then I was there to cheer him towards the end. He ran all the way, all the time with a smile on his face, and he sprinted the final 100mtrs to the finish line.
I was so proud of him. And he finished the race just after Pat Farmer, in a time of just under 30 minutes. And in bad shoes! I really must buy him some decent footwear.
After the race we had the sausage sizzle, the cokes, the popcorn, the rides, the face painting and the hair dye. And we had it all in sunshine. Amazing. It was a great day out where many thousands were raised for major charities and schools that are less fortunate.
Besides the fundraising where it is so wonderful to see people so generously donating their time, effort and skills into a community event, it was just great to see so many kids outside, excited and exercising – nothing wrong with that combo!
Here are a few images of a great day out in Sydney.
And Pat Farmer was so generous; graciously and humbly giving his time to all who approached him. And he did a book signing and I missed it! How did that happen?
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