Whatever that means
Yes, there they go big boys getting bigger but not yet so big that they don’t want a balloon. Noisy and mildly infuriating but very sweet and polite. We took Ewan and six of his pals (and Ellen) to see Johnny English at the Odeo and then to Chiquitos for their tea. Apart from some murmuring and one insisting on giving away plot points to show that he’d seen it already, they were good. Apart from some escalating noise in the restaurant and one playing with his fajitas in the restaurant, they were good.
Home now, weans in bed and time for a sit and a beer while I update the phones and iPads to iOS5 and see what fun is to be had there. No need to get up early tomorrow so I hope those kids sleep late.