Monday, December 23, 2013

Some of us have a reputation for not being able to control what we say when we have had a drink

It comes to a pretty pass when you are single-handedly in the process of assembling a festive family meal comprising:

roast free range chicken, sausage, bacon, nut roast, veggie sausages, parsnips, sprouts, peas, potatoes, stuffing, force meat balls, gravy, mushroom gray (V) and caramelised onion gravy (V),

(which – incidentally  – was all ready at the predicted time of 5.30 p.m.)

and two of your children tell you that because an unexpected guest is now coming, you may not have anything to drink during the festivities lest you embarrass said visitor, said children, yourself or the cat, and this includes the champagne that is already cooling in the fridge door, and your one ally in this situation (your daughter-in-law who is at that moment on the phone) is 5,000 miles away, so cannot shout them down.

I acquiesced, and then because I acquitted myself with grace amongst the assembled hordes, the children relented.

You know what they say? A good time was had by all.

But I was the one who had the best time….

sue chef

…there is nothing so sweet has having your family assembled around the same table, happily pulling crackers, and having a grandson say after EVERY cracker joke “Why is that funny?”

And my only sadness was that the West Coast Hepworths

kids on the scooter

and their parents, were not there too. But you can’t have everything.

And now, it really is an OFF Christmas.


Christine said...

Children! A pretty pass indeed, and I think you should have gone right ahead and had that glass of champagne.

Sue Hepworth said...

Oh well, I got brownie points for doing as they asked, brownie points for behaving myself, and I got the champagne as well on account of good behaviour.