I have been thinking I've been doing quite well, but now I have remembered several things that have to be done before I go away. The two most important are to find someone to do my Meals on Wheels on Thursday and to phone the letting agent to find out who to send a copy of the gas check document to, because otherwise they'll get it done again and bill me for it.
Otherwise, I have to send some receipts, email two guests coming to a meeting, send an agenda to the clerk (I've written the agenda, yay), buy birthday presents for Pugsley who will be 6 this weekend - he's having a brilliant party and I'm devastated that I won't be here for it. Someone is coming with a snake and bugs and a tarantula and so on and will show them to the children and let them handle them. Isn't that the best party? And make a birthday cake for Elle, whose Happy Day is tomorrow.
Apart from the birthday-related things, that's all a bit boring, isn't it? Sorry.
Right. What can I say that's interesting?
Oh, I've remembered something. Not interesting, just peculiar. I mean ... well, let me tell you and you decide. I went into the card shop to buy birthday cards for Elle, Pugsley and Dora, all of whom have their special days within the next week and, as I came out, the mother of the girl Elle is going to stay with while I will be away was coming in. That is, Elle is staying with the whole family, of course. So we had a chat, agreed on dates and so on, and I said how much we love having her with us. I added that we hope she's enjoying it too and that there were a dozen of us to supper the other night - Saturday, it must have been - and it was fun because I didn't know about it until 2 o'clock and I had to get the meal on the table by 6 because of the five children. And I chattered on and I said Elle probably finds us a bit odd. Well, the Sage anyway, I added cheerily, but by that time she (the mum) had already agreed. A bit too quickly really, I thought. I mean, I'm not odd. Not even a bit. I'm quite remarkably sensible and entirely conventional in every way. Except for the ... Well, you know. We don't talk about that any more.
Otherwise, I have to send some receipts, email two guests coming to a meeting, send an agenda to the clerk (I've written the agenda, yay), buy birthday presents for Pugsley who will be 6 this weekend - he's having a brilliant party and I'm devastated that I won't be here for it. Someone is coming with a snake and bugs and a tarantula and so on and will show them to the children and let them handle them. Isn't that the best party? And make a birthday cake for Elle, whose Happy Day is tomorrow.
Apart from the birthday-related things, that's all a bit boring, isn't it? Sorry.
Right. What can I say that's interesting?
Oh, I've remembered something. Not interesting, just peculiar. I mean ... well, let me tell you and you decide. I went into the card shop to buy birthday cards for Elle, Pugsley and Dora, all of whom have their special days within the next week and, as I came out, the mother of the girl Elle is going to stay with while I will be away was coming in. That is, Elle is staying with the whole family, of course. So we had a chat, agreed on dates and so on, and I said how much we love having her with us. I added that we hope she's enjoying it too and that there were a dozen of us to supper the other night - Saturday, it must have been - and it was fun because I didn't know about it until 2 o'clock and I had to get the meal on the table by 6 because of the five children. And I chattered on and I said Elle probably finds us a bit odd. Well, the Sage anyway, I added cheerily, but by that time she (the mum) had already agreed. A bit too quickly really, I thought. I mean, I'm not odd. Not even a bit. I'm quite remarkably sensible and entirely conventional in every way. Except for the ... Well, you know. We don't talk about that any more.
Perhaps just oddz?
ReplyDeleteWhat, you think so too? Oh. Hmm.
ReplyDeleteThat does indeed sound like a most splendid party for a small boy.
ReplyDeleteWell, if you're odd, I like odd then!
ReplyDeleteOur neighbours have been convinced for years that we're completely weird. I don't think you're odd but then maybe I'm not a good judge?
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