Saturday, August 22, 2009

House Group Barbeque

The church house group I'm a member held their summer barbeque tonight. As this is my final church event, the leaders invited a few extra people who aren't officially members of our group but who I've become good friends with. The company was great, the food delicious, and the weather perfect.

Emma and David.
One of the first times I chatted with David I asked him a question and he responded with a sassy, "Stupid girl!" and I gave him a piece of my mind. He explained that it's a "joke" based on a line from an English television show where the line is, "Stupid boy!" I laughed about it but was still a little offended.

Steve and Sandra are great friends and are credited with being the first people to take me to a traditional English pub for lunch.

Lottie enjoying a cheese stick.

Matthew taking some time out with his girls.

Lottie with a pile of bottles to blow bubbles.

Hannah surveying her domain.

When I first met Lottie she was still crawling and now she can run across the yard!



Sue and Sharon - always good for hugs, stories, and laughter.


One of the conversations I found highly amusing was when everyone started sharing train ride anecdotes. People find it shocking when they discover that in Canada we don't use trains for public transportation like they do here. There were plenty of stories about drunk guys, missed connections, and people pulling pranks. A great one was when the doors kept opening and closing at a station so a man stuck his head out to see what was going on but the doors began to close again. He tried to pull his head in but the doors closed just over his glasses, ripping them off his face onto the platform floor. The doors failed to open again and the train pulled out of the station.



One of the yummy puddings!
The English sure know how to give a good sugar rush.

3 comments:

Sherri Piechnik said...

One of the things I learned while visiting Amanda in England is that "pudding" is a generic term for dessert. And those sure look yummy!

Emma Miles said...

you can't call him Dave!!!! He'll kill you!!! It's David- be glad you're going back to Canada!

Amanda Quiring said...

I changed it, although I was tempted to leave it alone since he called me a stupid girl and calling him "Dave" isn't too bad in comparison. :-) I've actually always called him "David" so I'm not sure where the "Dave" appeared from.