So, this happened:
Expat and Finnigan: Warmest of friends over coffee, deadliest of enemies on the croquet…field? Court? Mallet zone?
I can report with total candor that Our Friend Ellen is perfectly charming and dazzled three generations of my family. Word on the street is that Athens, Georgia is all the richer for her having moved there. Feels like we have planted the seeds of Gerasene 2013.










Expat et Finnigan: Mallei Hæreticorum
TAGGED WITH: PLEASE HAMMER DON’T HURT ‘EM
Gerasene what now? Great pic.
Y’all are cute.
You should see Expat’s kids. So cute. I mean sooooooo cute.
Well, I’ve never had a better time crashing a family get together. What delightful company! What gracious hosts! Who knew “roquet” was a verb?!
This pic should definitely be the next cover of Southern Living magazine.
Or Garden & Gun
Or Catholic Croquet. If it doesn’t exist, I found my calling.
If the rumors are true, Ellen, it was a good warm up rehearsal for your advent at Branch Davidian North.
JOB
Okay, now we’re on a watch list.
Too late.
I clocked out a long time ago.
JOB
Branch Davidian North, eh? In that case I’ll bring my croquet mallet, will be ready to wield in the event we need to keep the Feds off our backs, and all the guns have been confiscated, and there are Federal agents showing up, trying to force feed everyone birth control pills.
How is the square contact surface?
Thank you for pointing this out. It must have been the peculiar square contact surface that threw off my game.
Damn Yankees and their round contact surfaces.