Getting ahead of ourselves.

Next Week For Sure experienced some teething troubles as we develop into a well oiled multisport machine losing twenty-nine to forty-two (I think) at the volleyball net. Last week’s netball lesson "if you can’t be accurate, be tall" has it’s parallel in volleyball: if you can’t be tall, be accurate. This week we also established the lemma of our previous soccer lesson "remember the plan, stick to the plan" which is: have a plan, everybody have the same plan. Amongst our plans were such diverse elements as: Ian looking to block unforthcoming spikes; Dave’s dig, set, spike drill; Alastair’s unconventional attacking libero megrim; and my "any legal return is a good return" theory. Only Christine and Fiona had the same plan: to overcome their fear of the ball (which they did).

Falling back.

The Heroclix Track and Field event was cancelled when the Road Race ran way over time. Mega-City One failed to prevent the aliens ruining the game for everyone else but picked up a silver medal. Back at Charmed Pages on Sunday for the modern Golden game the introduction of Ancelyn went smoothly if not well. Failing to appreciate the magnitude of the operation, storming the O.M.A.C. 'fortress' to rescue Sarah Jane Smith resulted in the party being overwhelmed before we made it through the garden. Later, when the Guardians’ plan to raid the 'over one hundred level' citadel was revealed in its greater than 'snatch the prisoner and run' majesty, I scrambled onto the same page as everyone else just in time for the cliffhanger. Ancelyn failed to shine.

On Monday Dave played Jimbo and I in his first game of Heroclix and kicked our butt with Xorn. Then Kato Bari and Dr Lazlo left Spacestation Hephaestus on the newly crewed Manticore carrying a relief crew and supplies for an outer system station. But not before Dr Lazlo annoyed some Capricorn Marauders.

Heroes of Love, Courage and Honour; wish, believe, do your best.

On Tuesday I went to the ANU Magical Girl Club.
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