Sadly the Shores family is not always imbued with the Christmas spirit which can be demonstrated by two recent examples…

As diligent followers of this blog will appreciate the upstairs landing next to the den and the guest bedroom on the second floor upstairs is now reserved for toys & games, including a permanently set up chess set that so far only Emma’s boyfriend Josh has beaten me at…

These games recently though, thanks to judicious use of eBay, have been multiplying as Debbie and I relive our childhood and well as those of Emma, James and Alex as can be seen in the photo below.

Tintin, Advanced Dungeons & Dragons, Trivial Pursuit, Master Mind, Shufflies Castle, Action Man, Escape from Colditz, Stingray, Thunderbirds, Six Million Dollar Man, Frustration & Toy Story

Once a week we try and have a games night where we usually play the usual suspects such as Monopoly, Cluedo or Trivial Pursuit but last night I decided to try out Mousetrap which had arrived in the parcel post the day before.

The first thing I noticed was that the old bath had been replaced by a flushing toilet (that’s progress for you) and that the new format game requires the “adult” to set it all up with now three traps in advance of play.  The instructions and all the parts fortunately were all present so with loud mutterings of “haven’t you finished yet” from my family acting as encouragement I finally buckled under pressure and asked James to help…

Note the sadly thinning hairline of your truly and the toilet on top of the Mousetrap tower – you flush to release the ball bearings to trigger the three traps!

The game is aimed at six years up but does state “requires adult assembly” which I translate to requiring a mechanical engineering degree however we got there and Debbie eventually won the cheese and duly renamed the game “Mousecrap”!

Smarting at the injustice of it all I packed the game away until next Christmas when I hope memories will have faded and decided to take a photo of our outside Christmas decorations of Father Christmas, one of his Elves as well as Mother Christmas – we’re politically correct here in Wales especially towards garden gnomes…

Three Christmas gnomes hidden in our rear garden against the garage wall so hopefully most of our neighbours can’t see them…

Sadly the scrooge like behaviour extends to our dogs Molly and Hamish, the former barking at the three intruders every time she goes outside, capped by our intrepid Scotsman who “christens” them with a “wee” as part of his traditional welcome to the family.

Bah humbug! 🙂


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