Sometimes things just happen, your calm and clear day is thrown 180 degrees on it's head.
When Bethan announced she was holding a Halloween gathering for a load of her little mates and volunteered here as a venue I did sort of get a premonition. Premonitions of course are OK on Halloween but this was more of an uneasy sense of foreboding.
The plan was to gather a group of her friends here, which has indeed started to happen.
The trip home could not be completed without a trip to Booker's and more particularly the aisles stacked with booze.
Food was going to be dealt with by a huge Chinese takeaway, tricky that one as, had Bethan checked our local Chinese is closed on a Tuesday.
Beth then announced a change of plan, since all her little mates might be a bit potless (hadn't seemed like that in Bookers I might add) she would prepare food.
Well, that was premonition gone, full on alarm bells were sounding everywhere.
Bethan is not quite cordon blue when it comes to cooking, more your cordon blimey type. The notion that Bethan was going to cook for 16 produced a simple three word text from she who has retired to university, allegedly to attend lectures but I think it was to hide.
"She'll poison everyone"
Bethan has found some beefburgers and is making jelly (beefburgers in jelly perhaps?), there are no rolls and only two loaves of bread.
Even the big J man himself started with 5 loaves though I am pretty sure we cann run to 5 fishfingers if that helps!!
But of course as ever there is more, this here party has been promoted using that great medium Face book. So of course there might be 20 or so of her little mates there might also be 200 gatecrashers.
I have put a couple of my more "diplomatic" mates on standby in case we need to evict a few later.
Just to complete our joy, Little D knowing this was something nice for someone else seems to have decided to jam a whole toilet roll down the toilet before he went out, so a furious (in all senses of the word) rodding and flushing session has been needed.
The student is so concerned, studies have been abandoned and she is rushing home.
Me I am bracing myself for what could be a very interesting evening.
It's all there for the making, teenies, alcohol, the student off one one, and a few hundred gatecrashers.
Watch this space.
Life here is lots of things but it is very rarely boring.
R
When Bethan announced she was holding a Halloween gathering for a load of her little mates and volunteered here as a venue I did sort of get a premonition. Premonitions of course are OK on Halloween but this was more of an uneasy sense of foreboding.
The plan was to gather a group of her friends here, which has indeed started to happen.
The trip home could not be completed without a trip to Booker's and more particularly the aisles stacked with booze.
Food was going to be dealt with by a huge Chinese takeaway, tricky that one as, had Bethan checked our local Chinese is closed on a Tuesday.
Beth then announced a change of plan, since all her little mates might be a bit potless (hadn't seemed like that in Bookers I might add) she would prepare food.
Well, that was premonition gone, full on alarm bells were sounding everywhere.
Bethan is not quite cordon blue when it comes to cooking, more your cordon blimey type. The notion that Bethan was going to cook for 16 produced a simple three word text from she who has retired to university, allegedly to attend lectures but I think it was to hide.
"She'll poison everyone"
Bethan has found some beefburgers and is making jelly (beefburgers in jelly perhaps?), there are no rolls and only two loaves of bread.
Even the big J man himself started with 5 loaves though I am pretty sure we cann run to 5 fishfingers if that helps!!
But of course as ever there is more, this here party has been promoted using that great medium Face book. So of course there might be 20 or so of her little mates there might also be 200 gatecrashers.
I have put a couple of my more "diplomatic" mates on standby in case we need to evict a few later.
Just to complete our joy, Little D knowing this was something nice for someone else seems to have decided to jam a whole toilet roll down the toilet before he went out, so a furious (in all senses of the word) rodding and flushing session has been needed.
The student is so concerned, studies have been abandoned and she is rushing home.
Me I am bracing myself for what could be a very interesting evening.
It's all there for the making, teenies, alcohol, the student off one one, and a few hundred gatecrashers.
Watch this space.
Life here is lots of things but it is very rarely boring.
R
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