More gardening during the day, much better weather now.
Well, we had a very interesting evening. We had arranged to meet Christa and Robin for a meal. They had friends staying with them who were coming along as well. I would rather not say where we went as Mal and I thought it was all quite funny really, a little like Fawlty Towers. AND I am sure this was an unfortunate one off.
Firstly Robin’s friends son knocked his apple juice over the table, which made Robin’s and my legs quite sticky. We ordered a round of drinks and our food. All the drinks arrived, minus Christa’s brandy sour.
Another half hour wait and Christa’s drink still hadn’t arrived and nor had the food. By this time I said that I would have a brandy sour (the second round). The brandy sours eventually came and they were awful. Christa and I agreed but still asked for Mal and Robin’s opinion…the same as ours.
Our food then arrived , one of the party had ordered a chicken pie and strangely a savaloy and fish cake arrived, no pie. When we queried this they just said ‘there are no pies’. Erm, why didn’t they tell us that when ordering and ask if we would like something else? The plate was left on the table. He then asked if everything was alright and we said actually no, the brandy sours were awful. He then offered to make new ones…apologies as he said his barman was ‘at school’, well that made us all fall about laughing.
Anyway, as he picked up the bad brandy sours, he accidently knocked the complete contents of one of them all over Christa, Robin and myself and the table. Boy were we feeling wet and sticky. In the middle of the meal we were then told our cars had been left on the road and the Police asked if we could we move them. So, I went and moved my car. At least when I returned my seat wasn’t wet as the cushion had been turned over.
We were then offered free coffees, brandies, actually it seemed anything we wanted as an apology. We declined feeling we had enough liquid already floating round the table. Money was also deducted from the bill. Our theory was following Ramadan, the staff were probably on their knees after all the fasting. It made an interesting evening anyway.
I am not quite sure whether Christa’s wet top (and trousers) in the picture was the first soaking or the second!
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Thought for the day :“You don’t stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.” –Michael Pritchard