Darling father had bought tickets, but no-one was quite sure for what. There was no notice in the Methodist window and darling father was rather vague. So I actually didn't wear jeans but instead the slinky jacket and trousers that have been trotted out for every occasion since little bear's Christening and hoped for the best.
Regrettably, after a substantial evening meal, the event started with a buffet with cups of tea or coffee. We were not one of the first to arrive and ended up on a table by ourselves, or at least that is how it started. We ended up on a table with the Minister and two city councillors. I am not sure how that happened. Darling father was fine.
I would also like to say that darling father was the life and soul of the party, talking to everyone, flirting shamelessly with all the ladies and generally working the room. OH and I just watched and learned.
Then we all trooped into the chapel where the do was going to be. At the introduction the Minister confessed that she didn't exactly know what was happening. However it was a lady playing a flute and a man playing a piano - and they were brilliant.
I am not sure what everyone was expecting. It is usual to get a revue type thing or a brass band, but they started off with Elgar and they were brilliant. There is something about flute music that seems to go to the soul. I really enjoyed it.
I shall definitely want to go to other performances.
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Glad you have had a good evening! I have got tonnes of blogs to catch up with in only a few days of no internet access - everyone has been so busy! Hope you are all well, and that the reaction to the suncream is soon over.
Hugs. x
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