The departure is imminent and of course there has to be a party to celebrate. Jan, the designated Events Manager, left for New Zealand to escape the six month long conversation about THE TRIP.
In her absence, I organised a committee that was set-up to organise the farewell party.
Of course all the people involved … Linda, Peter and Frances all have their own extremely strong, but different ideas on how the party should be organised. The division of labour was managed reasonably successfully. However, the co-ordination of what would happen when didn’t quite work. Caretaker Events Manager, and Jack’s Honorary Aunt – Frances, found herself phoning people with requests for what they should bring, only to find out that they hadn’t even been invited.
At one stage Frances, in her brash fashion, rang our son Nigel and without merely a “how are you?†immediately launched into that fact that he was in charge of bringing chips. Nigel, being typically rogueish, pretended that the phone line was faulty and he couldn’t hear what she was saying. Getting more and more agitated at having to repeat herself over and over she finally said “Well, you are on the list…The Useless List, along with lots of other people†and hung up.
Of course when Jan arrived back to assert her accustomed role her nose was severely put out because she says she never likes guests bringing food anyway.
Jan and Frances are now not talking and we’re not entirely sure if people are bringing food…
The party is looking like it should be just one big barrel of laughs.
