Hurray for the Half Pipe!

It has been a plumbing and a Winter Olympics week. So its been half pipes all round.

Our flat is now getting old, as we are. And suddenly all its radiators started to leak - well most of them.  The plumbers - two nice young lads - were here all day Tuesday - and then again on Wednesday morning.

Now the plaster has to dry out  - we have to get everything back in place - then poor old Captain Butterfly will have to put his painting wings on. He will become a Painted Gentleman.

But the Half Pipe - in the Olympics.  Wow!  Wow!!  and Wow again!!!

The young snowboarder had to stand upright - on a snowboard - on a big big slope.  He succeeded beautifully and I was expecting a judge to rush our with a Gold medal at that point.   But no.   Because he then has to career down to the horrendous slopes of the Half Pipe and throw himself (and his board) off them.

He hurtles to the other side, sails into the air, whirling and twirling.  Then he lands, without falling off his board, and gathers up speed for the next twirl. He stays in the air for ages, doing things.  Is this the Mad Hatters Tea Party Twirl in which he makes a cup of tea at one end of his snowboard, hurtles down again, and lands without spilling a drop?

Then he hurtles up the next slope and up and up and up - waving a hello to the current set of climbers at the summit of Mount Everest and dodging passenger jets.  At this point the commentator usually says, in a worried voice. "He's lost some speed there".

But, not to worry, because he hurtles up the next slope even faster, takes off into the stratosphere, and returns, after a light year or two. clutching a fistful of Red Dust from Mars.

And even then he may not get that Gold.

My heart was with each snowboarder. I was with them every step of the way.  In fact, I was a bit of a nuisance on the Mad Hatters Tea Party Twirl as they had to make me a cup of tea too. But I tried not to spill a drop. 

And Mars is nice - well worth a visit.

Jean and I finally got out on the preaching work this morning - for the first time this week. The weather cleared up and we both felt just about equal to it. We had an interesting morning.   A quiet night in I hope - and its the Recorders Conference tomorrow.  And Jacks is coming for supper after.

What i need to do now is to make the cauliflower cheese to go with the pie (I nearly typed "pipe") we are having tomorrow night, and do my studying for the Sunday meeting.