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October 7, 2014

Nice Try Sweetie, But…. Spot The FAIL…

Filed under: Funny,kid stuff,LIFE,PHOTOGRAPHY — kiwidutch @ 1:00 am
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I know my husband hates D.I.Y. (Do It Yourself) projects, he hates technical things, instruction booklets and assembling anything. (I’m the one who does that in our house). He does however do his best when the kids come to him asking for tools to fix small projects.

Last summer whilst staying at the Sandy Balls Camp site in England’s New Forest, the screw holding on the peddles of Kiwi Daughter’s unicycle came loose. The unicycle is a cheap one because like many children’s whims we weren’t sure how long it would be in vogue, but she stuck with it, learned to ride it well and it gets regular use.  Himself put the peddles back on and went to hand it back, I exploded into a fit of giggles and  got out the camera. “What?” he demanded indignantly, clearly not yet seeing the “fail”…. Can you spot it too?

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

February 18, 2012

A Skyscraper Unicycle and a Mullet: a Perfect Antidote to L’enfant Terrible…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Christchurch’s Cashel Street Container Mall  is busy  these few days before Christmas and Himself  leaves me in a queue to pay at Johnson’s  to go off to stand in a queue about 20 people deep to order food.

I can see our kids seated at a table directly outside Johnson’s shop, Himself can also see them from his spot in the queue and the kids are sharing a large table with two older ladies who already have been served their lunch.

I take another five minutes to pay for my purchases and as I leave the shop Kiwi Daughter rushes over to me… in those minutes Little Mr. has been really naughty, so much so that the ladies sharing our table have just given him a telling off.

I’m motified at his behaviour and apologse to the two ladies for his misconduct… I also thank them for having a word with him, and then make it known to him in no uncertain terms that his behaviour is seriously unacceptable.

For some strange reason when it comes to disapline Little Mr never appears to take me seriously if I speak English, but he gets his listening ears on when I switch to Dutch. Apparently I amused a few passers by as they looked at the kid ovbiously getting a stern rebuke.

Himself had seen Little Mr. misbehaving from his place in the queue, but since the line was so long and he was eventually closer to the front than the back, he decided that getting in our lunch order and quelling stomach rumbles was more of a priority.. he also saw that I was closer to dealing with Little Mr. so left it to me to take care of.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Needless to say I wasn’t in the mood to take foodie photos of our lunch today, which turned out to be a pity because The sandwiches, toasted sandwiches and my roasted veggies was rather delicious.

Due to the queue and crowd around us I didn’t even catch the name of the place or get a business card. Boo to delinquent kids some days.

I found myself apologising twice more to the ladies before they left our table and finially once Little Mr had food in his tummy he started acting more like a little boy and less like a little monster.

Luckily distraction was at hand… a busker was setting up right in front of us, and a crowd quickly formed to watch the show unfold.

MulletMan is a guy who has a ready banter that is full of jokes and double entendre and appeals to both adults and kids.

He’s a dab hand at the juggling and had the crowd grinning and laughing in no time. I won’t give his routine away but it was well worth watching.

At the end he pulled out the tallest unicycle I’ve ever seen, and with help from some volunteer muscle pulled out of the crowd, got on it and juggled a knife, spanner/wrench thingy and a flaming torch that were thrown up to him by a female volunteer from the crowd. Actually she didn’t volunteer, the female friend she was with did, but baled at the last moment and she found herself pushed forward to take her place instead. (I wonder if they are still friends?)

Our kids watched enthralled and everyone in the crowd had a great time  too judging by the applause and the contributions going into the hat  afterwards. I did get his business card and took a photo of it later, but stupidly can’t find which photo folder I stashed it in, so I’ll keep searching and post it as soon as I find it.

… Getting on to a very tall unicycle takes some precision…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Luckily the guy at the back is I think I heard,  a Swiss tourist who’s at least 2 meter’s tall (6’7″ ?) and can keep the pole steady nearer the top…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Now the helpers get instructions to keep their hands on the pole  but get their feet away, and then on a count of three, all step several steps back as fast as they can… 1,2,3….!!!

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

Volunteered lady throws up the spanner/wrench thingy, the knife and the flaming torch…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

So how is he going to get down from there?…( very quickly with one big jump backwards)…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

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