apparently it wasnt that kiddly after all
it did seem very kiddly to me at the time
allegedly there were only 6 kiddlies
but it really did seem as if there were at least twice that number
there was little miss birthday pants
who had turned four
looking very smart in what i called a frock
and a badge proclaiming 'birthday princess'
in case somebody missed out on it
there was her little sister
who ran around and around and around
and tried to do what she did
but only ever really managed half of it
there was a boy who didnt have a nappy
he was rather energetic
and a boy who had a nappy who was less so
and looked eerily like a bloke i once knew
then there was the singer-songwriterix
who luuuuved being the centre of attention
she had one of those echo microphones
and was writing songs about ponies and the beach
and loving and happy birthday
she was really rather good
but did go on a bit
in the end i slowed her down by demanding songs about motorbikes and explosions
then there was the other girl
who was really young and dribbly
there were also parents of these pairs of things
that seem to also come in pairs
who stand around admiring/admonishing/cleaning these creatures
it really is a different world
like going behind a ....
scary door
i got the birthday one a pink ukelele with flowers on it
great present i say
she wasnt to good at holding it the right way
but she was getting into it
i had a hangover and was having a problem getting into it
not in the mood for kiddly shouting and small talk
apparently kiddly parties often have 15 or more kiddlies attending
how fucking horrendous!
but the kiddlies seemed to have fun
they ran around
they hit a big number four with a stick
they sang and strummed
they were read stories
they played policeman and hairdresser victims with dogs in their knees
they ate lots of sweeties, sweetie
there was two sittings at the table
the kiddly one and then a grownuppy one
since when the fuck am i a grown up?
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