Perhaps I didn’t explain the nuns in the penguin parade. So
glad Lynda is with us to put some photos on. Spectacular aren’t they! The team
originated in 1984 when Golden Oldies Netball was initiated. The mother of one
of my school mates coached the Saint Dominic’s Old Girls Netball team in
Auckland being a total netball nut and decided they should be represented at
Golden Oldies. Mrs. Rountree attended all the festivals and was even on the
court (on a chair) putting up the odd shot ) when she was 84 years old. Her
daughter Jenis Baldock is our manager still. The nuns at our school were of the
Dominican Order and in their black and white habits were irreverently called “penguins”
is seemed appropriate to Have a couple in our parade - and great “nuns they
made too – Sister Good Time and Mother Inferior. Sister Alvarez would turn in
her grave!!!!!!
Picnic Day –
Was held at Water World at Mission Bay, San Diego. We had a
lunch and bar provided and spent the day in revelry, lazing around the decks,
wandering the streets, and some intrepid members even tried the wave pool. Hoppy was keen but I
suggested it wasn’t wise.(Sorry Hop). Every ride finished in a rather violent
washing machine of a wave before being shot out onto the end of the pool. The
day was warm but the surf was rather cool. Lynda bravely had a swim but me??? I
don’t hink s; nor my friend Jenis as you can see in the photos.
Second Play Day –
Yes. We actually try and play for three days. We’re not here
for fun you know. Oh that’s right. The Golden Oldies motto is fun, friendship
and fraternity (much to my annoyance – I think it should be sorority but what
do I know?) So fun we shall have. The games were relatively successful. You can
see below, I shot and got a few goals. Also our esteemed GK tried to break my
jaw and my new four crowns, but due to their superior strength and my brick
build, she only managed to side-line me for a few minutes while my brain
returned to its original position in my skull!! I think without my new teeth I
may have been spitting the old ones out anyway!
We had been told how perfect the weather was 365 days a year
in San Diego. Stupidly we believed it. What happened the 2nd day of
play? It rained, blew, and froze us. We were totally unprepared. Even our
penguin hats would have been welcomed to cover our chilly ears. Our third game
was cancelled and we trudged off to the buses through a quagmire of mud and
horse straw which stuck in layers to our shoes making even walking fairly risky
but hey……………We had taken shelter in the only big tent but we had to move out as
one of our team has a six year old with them and liquor was available so he
couldn’t shelter in there!! As Jan said, in a country where you can buy guns in
a supermarket and go on a shooting spree we need ID to get into the shelter
tent and children are not allowed. Crazy. Their reasoning – someone might dress
up and try and get into the tent. We are situated in the wops on a horse polo
field, surrounded by steep hills and wetlands!!! Wow the spa pool was fabulous
when we got back to the Scant Comfort Inn despite the deluge and my shoes acting
as rainfall gauges.
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