Sunday 4 November 2007

Enjoying the family

Holly experiencing Crossword Doers Brain Freeze

Every Sunday, unless we have a very good excuse, there is a family breakfast followed by Doing The Crossword. There's a big fight to not be the person who reads out the clues and writes the answers because that responsibility is hell. Nobody listens to you the first time you read it, they blame your pronunciation for not understanding and therefore not being able to answer the question even if it is their specialist subject. Specialist subjects are those which other people think you should know about not necessarily those which you actually know anything about for example Jo works for Ikea therefore she has to answer any questions about any Scandinavian country, anything to do with houses/design/funny names or toolkits, or in fact anything beginning with I. It's really noisy and even though we seldom actually send the completed crossword into the weekly competition any spelling mistakes are greeted with loud recriminations "Well! We can't send that in now can we?!". Family who can't be at the table may be phoned at anytime to join in the chaos. This morning, by phone, we had Hannah accompanying us with her rendition of Scotland the Brave on the violin. She's on week 4 of violin lessons...

We've carried out the ritual Sunday Breakfast Crossword torture for as long as I can remember, and I love it. Every Sunday I get to be with some, if not all, of my family and enjoy the blether and banter that goes on. It gives us a weekly point of connection that reminds us who we are and the joy we find in each other.

11 comments:

Leigh Russell said...

Crossword sounds great. Just what family's should be doing together - emphasis on the last word. My family have all taken to coming over on Fridays for dinner when there could be anything from 3 to 16 of us. Only problem is we often don't know till 6 o'clock who's coming. There's usually at least one phone call at the very last minute - "Have you got room for two more?" Of course we always do, even if it means scurrying around to get the card table out of the garage, while laying the table, driving to the station to pick someone up, and generally battling the glorious mayhem that is family life in our house once a week. Other than that, it's just two old fogeys, pootling along quietly, enjoying Strictly Come Dancing and taking an occasional stroll if we feel energetic (in between working to fund the weekly dinners, not to mention the house!) If reading is one of your sedentary activities, you're welcome to visit my blog where comments from fellow readers and writers are always welcome.

Anonymous said...

sounds like a fun Sunday...even the "fighting" over the "yucky job" will hold great memories!

Jo said...

This sounds so much fun. I think that it's a grand tradition!

Wil's Wheels said...

That's a crazy, fun Sunday tradition. What a fun bunch you all must be and a fabulous way to connect.

I've read a bit of your blog and love your sense of humor. I was also touched to read about your niece and hope her healing continues.

Welcome to Wrapped Emotions. I hope to see you around often. :)

JenLive! said...

Welcome to WE!

I love the expression on her face! It sounds like a wonderful family routine.

Phyllis Sommer said...

what a fabulous family tradition! i have been doing the daily crosswords with my mom since high school. in college, we would chat on her lunch hour by phone, each of us with new york times in hand, and compare our answers. we still do sometimes, although now with 3 kids i'm glad if i get to read the paper, let alone do the puzzle!!

Anonymous said...

Sounds like a great family tradition and alot of fun too!

Sheila said...

What a fun way to spend the day!

Anonymous said...

Awesome picture of WHAT I can't think straight anymore! That's great you have a Sunday family activity. Growing up my family used to play cards on Sunday nights and I miss that sometimes.

Maude Lynn said...

Sounds hilarious! And, I love that picture!

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Wow. What a lovely tradition!
Mad Kane