Article last updated : 02/01/2011
Katie at Play - A New Blog
We all know that Katie loved playing games and she was particularly good at them!
Even when she was unwell she would always be up for a game, normally winning. In this week’s blog Katie’s Dad looks back with fondness at some of the games played.
Katie really loved cards and she excelled at any form of the game. She loved Chase the Ace because she could invent new rules all the time, She made it so hard for us to keep up with all her rules and most games would deteriorate into a fit of giggles
The other day while going through some mortgage papers I came across a scorecard of one such card game scribbled on the back of a letter. To my amazement Katie had not won this particular game which is probably why I kept it! A rare document indeed.
Katie also loved playing charades, she was brilliant at it, and every time we play it now as a family it brings back bittersweet memories of the times Katie would play it. She also loved playing the card game “Uno” and I don’t know why I bothered trying to compete with her one Christmas at “Bop it”. She was far too quick for me.
Another favourite “game” was when Katie, as often happened, was forced into watching some obscure football match on TV. I would quiz her as to who the teams were by simply looking at the caption containing their initials at the top of the screen. More often than not she would guess this in no time correctly spotting teams I had never even heard of!
We never did see Madrid play Arsenal, which is a shame because she would have liked “Mad” v “Ars”!
Despite my undoubted cricketing talent that is on show at Katie’s annual cricket match there was one opponent I could never get the better off. Believe me I tried but many a time Katie would smack my bowling halfway into Hockley woods with those immortal and cheeky words “see ya” ringing in my ears as I forlornly chased after the fast disappearing ball.
I noticed in one of those Christmas catalogues that tumble out of the newspapers that you can buy a stick on wicket for your wheelie bin now – Katie would have loved that!
She was far too good at the game where you place a load of objects on a tray, memorise them, and then one is taken away and you have to identify which one. Similarly she would always beat me at the game where you look at a scene for a minute or two and are then asked questions about it. How she must have loved visiting me, no time to relax!
How she must have loved visiting me and immediately being asked "What's new in the lounge then!" as she had to work out what we had recently bought! Those visits must have flown by!
No matter how many times Katie beat me at any given game, and believe me I tried my hardest to win, she always won with humility and good grace – and of course a twinkle in her eye and that giggle too.