bubbles

I'd be lying if I said I didn't have fun Saturday. 

If I resented the weekend's commitments interfering with my ambitions to go sailing, I was able to salve said resentment by shooting the kids with a bow and very padded arrows in a game they called "dodge-ball archery", and barging them off their feet whilst wearing an inflatable rubber sphere in a game apparently called "bubble football".

I've never been very good at football, but of (semi) contact sport I have had some small experience over the last decade or two. And in bubble football, it seems the trick is very definitely to play the man, and not the ball.

I even scored a goal.