Back to work again. I ache a lot. Either that's some sort of delayed muscle thing from the Bouncy Castle action on Monday (Jubilee BBQ) or it's from the tiny bit of decorating I did yesterday. Either way, slightly worrying. Neither was particularly taxing. If I had to choose one, I'd say the Bouncy Castle was a lot more tiring. :-)

It made me think, actually. The Jubilee BBQ was a church thing, but it's not the church I go to. Well, it's confusing... On Sunday mornings I go to Ashingdon Elim, which is the church I've always been to. But in the evening I go to this thing called Emmaus, which is actually people from different churches that meet in the Ashingdon Free Church building. So the people that actually go to Ashingdon Free invited my brother John and me to the BBQ. (Long boring story, I know.)

So why did it make me think? Well, the adults were, well, scary. I didn't really know many of them. I find it hard to hold conversations with the majority of people as it is, let alone people I don't know at all! But the children were really good fun! If you want to join in, they just let you! And they involve you in it. They talk to you.

For instance, I ended up being in goal in the "all the kids against the three grown-ups" football match. I can't play football. But I was standing around and they had no-one in goal, so they said I might as well stand in the goal. :-)

And the Bouncy Castle, well, let's just say it ended up with the kids trying to kill my brother's friend Chris (although he'd told them his name was Bob, so they were shouting "Kill Bob!" See, most people I know are completely mad.) It didn't start off with death threats. First there was bouncing, then trying to attack all the adults (or parents, as they called us, scary!), and then just attacking Chris. He's very tall. They probably can't see what he looks like. What with his head being so far into the sky. Heh.

When I got home from all that, I watched the rather excellent concert from Buckingham Palace. It's good that something (even if some people really seem to hate The Queen) can bring us together. I guess the only other thing that unites people at the moment is football, but that always tends towards violence. Sad but true. That was a great concert.

I'm not sure why there was so much Brian Wilson. I have to admit I thought he was dead, which is partly the fault of the Barenaked Ladies. Now that I've looked up stuff about his life I understand that he needn't necessarily be dead, but he did look quite dead. Sad. There were so many great artists that only got to do one song, and he did loads! Maybe The Queen liked The Beach Boys. What a thought.

So that was Monday. Yesterday I spent the whole day (pretty much) watching the Queen's Jubilee gubbins. The parades, eh? The fly past by Concorde and the Red Arrows! The flag waving! I bet the atmosphere was amazing. Wow. Makes me proud to be British.

Really, it does.