Jaqui's Daily Blog

The Importance of Rules

Young Faris the Rascal positions himself and his street scooter in front of his mother and demands: “What are the rules?!” Tala and Lilia, the Rascalettes, stand by, listening expectantly. When, I wonder to myself, did my Trio of Rampaging Rascals decide to adopt adherence to rules as an approach?


We are on the deserted tennis courts at Field Place (one of Worthing’s many “hidden gems”) - three full-sized courts marked out in red and green with white lines, a veritable Scooter Heaven. We have already spent a happy time in the playground where we met young Olivia of the Infectious Giggle whose favourite lunch box treats, she tells me, are the cheese sandwiches and raisins. (As you know, I do enjoy engagng in such Meaningful Conversations with the people I meet, young and old alike.) We had moved on at the suggestion of the Middle of the Darling Daughters, whose arms were aching at having to push one twin after another on the swings: “Faster! Faster!” they cried. Repeatedly. The empty tennis courts next to the playground would be an ideal spot for the Trio to let off some of their fearsome energy, she said. Hence - the Rules.


Rule One, she commands, is to scoot all round the tennis courts, without crossing any white line. Faris immediately sets off at a fair pace, followed by Tala (elder of the twins by one important minute, you may remember.) Lilia the Contrary also sets off - but straight across all three courts, crossing white line after white line. Rules, it appears, don’t count for much as far as the youngest member of the Trio is concerned. So it continues, through Rules Two to Ten. My favourite Rule is when they are asked to scoot to the furthest corner and do five press-ups before scooting back. I’m pretty sure both Faris and Tala only do two press-ups rather than ten - it seems they are not averse to bending the rules when they think they might be out of sight. Lilia - well, do you need to ask?


Back home we return to the jigsaws I bought from the charity shop that very morning and the Tweenies book bag in which all the characters from that once popular children’s TV programme live, along with six story books plus Noddy and Big Ears for good measure (and added Plot Potential.) As usual, everyone wants to be Doodles the Dog - but Rules Are Rules Which means taking turns to play Doodles. The Youngest of the Darling Daughters (yes, she has come too, she hates to miss out on anything. Just like me) takes charge of the jigsaws while I am in charge of the Tweenie Toy Bag. It seems a fair division of labour.


I’m enjoying the fact that I can now hug my Rascals with two arms, having dispensed with the Robot Sling since I last saw them. You will not be surprised to learn that I made up for lost time. 


We feast on my famous (though only in the family) curry which goes down exceptionally well. Pride, however, goes before a fall - and the jelly I have set in a rabbit-shaped mould refuses to turn itself out so that I am forced to present a Right Royal Mess to my small fry, who are unfortunately expecting a “surprise” because that’s what I told them to expect. I forgot that rule about the perils of Raising Great Expectations.


There are, of course, all kinds of house rules which my Tremendous Ten grandchildren understand they are expected to obey when visiting their Grandad (known to you all as Mr B) and me. You will also know, because I have told you before, that every one of them knows full well that anyone disobeying the rules will, of course, be loved and forgiven in the usual way...


Write a new comment: (Click here)

Characters left: 160
DONE Sending...
See all comments

| Reply

Latest comments

23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

You liked this page
Make your own website like I did.
It's easy, and absolutely free.