It’s A No From Me

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

I went for a walk with Mary Doll and Victor today. It’s their Golden Wedding Anniversary on Friday and their original plan was for ten of us to go out for dinner on Saturday. Obviously with the new regulations this isn’t possible but Mary Doll had a cunning plan...

“One of us will sit with you and your family and the other will sit with your brother and his family. That will be two tables of five with only two households on each so that’s fine. We’ve changed the booking and we’ll draw straws to see who sits on each table.”

I had to choose my words VERY carefully and calmly to explain that we should have a plan C. One that doesn’t mean them sitting separately to celebrate their 50 year union* and more importantly, one which doesn’t break the law.

So now they are having two nights out - one on Friday and one on Saturday.

In the same restaurant.

We are up on Friday night and Bro on Saturday. It feels like an elimination competition - ‘Strictly Come Dining.’ I’m half expecting scorecards at the end of the night rating the quality of the chat and a phone vote to determine the winner.

I could ply Mary Doll with wine. If she’s hungover on Saturday, it’s in the bag!

C

*the irony!

PS crazy as it is, the (very sweet) reason for both nights being in the same place is that Mary Doll doesn’t want the restaurant to lose out on any business.