Why oh why did I think that a dinner party was a good idea?! There's a universal law that states (probably also in very small writing on the 12th page) that a party cannot happen without some variety of emotional upheavel. Gah! Now that I've done the washing up I'm off to discuss said fall-out over coffee.
(Having said that, it was a fun party although the level of conversation left an awful lot to be desired - I'm all for crude jokes within reason, but really!)
Yay - off home this weekend :)
Later...
Coffee with Ads was nice - he's leaving Edinburgh soon :( It's slightly terrifying as I have yet to adapt to the fact that lots of people I know will be leaving and not coming back! We had a really good chat about life, the universe and everything; it was great to chat about a few things that have been playing on my mind recently and one thing I should certainly NOT be thinking about. It's the worst time of the year to have things on my mind that won't go away because I tend to think about that and not get any work done *sigh*. Ah well.
Oh, and cast-list not quite so predictable as I had thought.
2 comments:
there is an expected level of conversation at dinner parties - crude jokes really shouldn't feature at all.
This time of year always sucks. It's the time of year where one's entire body wants to just hibernate until the weather actually improves but at the same time everyone wants everything doing now.
Given the company I really shouldn't have been so suprised, but as much as I love them all they are filthy! So have re-classified it as 'a meal that happened at mine' rather than grown-up type dinner party. However, this was more than made-up-for by the family conversation at dinner tonight: sample; sheep-racing with soft-toy jockeys; Omar Shariff playing bridge while being watched by Mary and Geoffry Archer; corupt transport officials; worms as commuters; and, sheep-dog trial fixing.
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