On Good Friday, the Greek God(zilla) and I took Zachy to visit my parents in their new house by the sea.
The A-Team were also going be there, as were my two brothers – Sam & Jack, my Aunt Vicky and my lovely Nan. It was the first time that we were all staying over too, so there was no arguing over who got to drive us back home again.
We estimated the drive would take approximately 2 hours, but part of the road was closed off so we detoured via Cyprus.
When we arrived 3-hours later, my dad already had the barbecue going, Jack was playing Justin Bieber songs on the ukelele and my sister was showing off her retro dance moves in the garden.
Zachy & Archie had a great time riding up and down on their scooters and hanging out with Uncle Jack on the swings.
So much so, that they were well and truly worn out by bedtime so we were happy to settle them into their travel cots and assigned them each an Uncle on bedtime story duty.
Confident they would quickly drift off into a deep sleep for 12 hours or so, we crept quietly downstairs and poured a big glass of red wine.
Well, on our part at least.
The A-Team did not hear a peep from Archie Bear until 8am the next day.
As for Zachy, he decided he wanted to get in on all the action downstairs so after being zipped into his grobag by his Uncle Sam, having two bedtime stories and lots of people up to kiss him goodnight, he pretended to fall fast asleep.
At some point, he thought stuff this and he unzipped his grobag, climbed OUT of his travel cot and slid on his tummy all the way back down the stairs.
We were pulling names out of a hat to form 3 teams (Yeah Baby, Word & The Godzillas) for the Decades game when Jack spotted Zachy watching us silently from the kitchen doorway.
I scooped him up straight away, shocked that he had been able to navigate his way out of the bedroom, down the stairs and into the kitchen, in a house he has never been to before and does not know.
I also felt a bit anxious that he might have hurt himself in the process so decided to take him back to bed but stay with him this time until he really fell asleep, just to be sure it didn’t happen again.
I zipped him back up, popped him back in his cot and took my position on the bed while I waited for him to finally drift off. He chattered away to me for a while, he sang a few songs, he stood up, he unzipped himself again, he sang a few more songs but eventually he rested his head on his pillow and he fell asleep.
As did I.
It was morning when I next awoke, fully dressed on top of the duvet.
I had missed the ENTIRE night including the Decades game and the opening of the Barolo. I had abandoned my team ‘Word’ and in doing so, enabled ‘The Godzillas’ to romp home with
my the prize.
“It wouldn’t have made a difference if you were here anyway, love” piped up the Greek Godzilla the next day.
So, I made them ask me the same questions that my team had answered incorrectly the night before.
I did ok in the 80’s and 90’s rounds but was a bit stumped by the 50’s and 60’s.
However, I felt certain I would have answered my team’s final question correctly.
The question put to ‘Word’ for a chance of placing in 2nd position was:
Which 80’s TV Star had a girlfriend called Glenys the Guinea Pig, and friends including Errol the Hamster and Kevin the Gerbil?
To which my sister, without hesitation, called out: “Richard Gere!”
When you hear the word gerbil, do you automatically think of Richard Gere too?
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