We went around a friends house last night as the first of our leaving do’s and after some delicious pizza (but no hanky panky this time) we played a game of rapidough where you have to mould things out of dough to get the other team members to guess the word on the card. Thankfully you are able to use the clay with actions, so a plane may be modelled and then waved around the room in a flying motion. Anyway, about half way into the game, I had the word salt. Thinking quickly I started to pinch small bits of plasticine off the lump and throw them over my shoulder. Kristen was horrified as the aim of the game is to keep as much plasticine as possible (and remove it from the opponents team) and here I was, throwing the remains of an ever decreasing lump of plasticine down the back of the settee! Thankfully it didn’t stun her too much and she managed to guess correctly with her first word after three throws. Much hilarity ensued as she complained about me reducing the dough – my protestations of “it was an attempt to ensure you guessed correctly quickly” were ignored and I was banished to find the pieces of plasticine (which I did much to the hosts relief)………….I think I got away with the fact that I was throwing the salt over my right shoulder when you are meant to throw it over your left 🙂