The answer is that they are all capable of being juggled on the back lawn on a sunny Sunday afternoon.
It was a glorious day, so my Beloved and I (yes, Dear Reader, the Love Interest has been given a significant upgrade ...) were enjoying a wee dram in the back garden when off he goes on what appeared to be a bizarre search and rescue mission. Q and I watched, bemused, as a collection of household items were retrieved. These included a standard set of juggling balls, several billiard balls, two triangles (of the type used with the billiard balls), a hammer, a coffee cup, a pool cue and a broom.
What followed was part juggling spectacular and part slapstick routine as all of these items were thrown into the air and caught again (most of the time) with gay abandon. While the billiard balls were no problems, one must acknowledge that a pool cue is not made for juggling. Nor is a broom. Lacking aerodynamics of any kind it was certainly a challenge to get them off the ground. Particularly in conjunction with other objects.
The hammer is, of course, the natural enemy of the coffee cup so it was with some relief that this combination came off safely. Famous last words, of course, as the coffee cup did eventually come to grief having been clipped by a spinning pool cue.
Q, quite sensibly, refused point blank to fetch anything.
The show really was worthy of a larger audience, but I'm sure none could have been more appreciative.
The juggling spectacular was followed by a more sedate, first to five match of petanque, utilising the billiard balls once more. I shan't disclose the final score, but let's just say that my Beloved does better when the balls are going in a more vertical direction ...
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Now that I would like to see.....
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