Saturday is cricket day in our family. Most of our games this season have been at the university sports fields near our home which makes it convenient for walking or biking. However, biking with a cricket bag can be tricky so my husband took our son on the motorbike and my daughter and I cycled up to the game. I love cricket scorekeeping and that's how I spend a large part of every Saturday during the season. My husband often umpires our son's games, sharing the role with other dads from the team. On Saturday he had to go back and forth to home on the motorbike a couple of times because we had some things we wanted to bid for on internet auctions. (We weren't the winning bidders though). I also cycled home during the lunch break to have some time at home (and a well earned cup of tea) and sort out our daughter who was off to a friend's place for the weekend. Not very eventful, but a bit of a landmark for me of going a whole week without using the van or car. Yay! Congrats to me.
Forgot to mention one eventful bit. There was so much to carry home via the bike that I left my first aid kit behind at the cricket. I had taken it out of the bag to help a boy from the other team who was reeling under the mixed battering of three bee stings and too much sun on a Scottish complexion. After a few phone calls I tracked the first aid kit down at last. Phew! We will be reunited on Saturday at the next cricket match.
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