Tonight we are off to see the play "One Man. Two Guvnors" It\'s at Llandudno, so we thought we could kill two birds with one stone and use up a birthday pressie voucher for Osborn House and have a nice pre theatre visit dinner
But I lost the bloody voucher!
Every nook and cranny was searched. Every light in the cottage was switched on and after an hour or so of fraught and terse "I've already LOOKED THERE!" comments the house looked like as though fifty teenagers had just enjoyed their first party in it.
I rang the restaurant to see if there was anyway round losing the sodd'n voucher only to be told that " no reference number... No luck...sorry!
Then, it all got rather drama-ish ! Chris kept searching corners that I had already sorted through as I stood in the kitchen like an old Judy Garland shouting " for God's sake I need peace enough to THINK!" ( hands theatrically being rubbed though hair with knuckles white with tension) By 8pm I looked like a demendted serial killer, As I dragged in three large bin bags of post Christmas rubbish from the wheelie bin and started the joyful and fragrant job of shit shovelling.... By quarter to nine the damp,dog food stained slip of paper was finally found hidden away with the Yuletide wrapping paper!
Now, after all this palava ,I am quite looking forward to a civilised genteel and sophisticated evening out
But I lost the bloody voucher!
Every nook and cranny was searched. Every light in the cottage was switched on and after an hour or so of fraught and terse "I've already LOOKED THERE!" comments the house looked like as though fifty teenagers had just enjoyed their first party in it.
I rang the restaurant to see if there was anyway round losing the sodd'n voucher only to be told that " no reference number... No luck...sorry!
Then, it all got rather drama-ish ! Chris kept searching corners that I had already sorted through as I stood in the kitchen like an old Judy Garland shouting " for God's sake I need peace enough to THINK!" ( hands theatrically being rubbed though hair with knuckles white with tension) By 8pm I looked like a demendted serial killer, As I dragged in three large bin bags of post Christmas rubbish from the wheelie bin and started the joyful and fragrant job of shit shovelling.... By quarter to nine the damp,dog food stained slip of paper was finally found hidden away with the Yuletide wrapping paper!
Now, after all this palava ,I am quite looking forward to a civilised genteel and sophisticated evening out
Oh that's so weird, I had a very similar experience, when my voucher for my local quilt shop got left at the bottom of a bag that had held Christmas presents. I had no idea I had even been given it until my Brother asked "You did get your voucher didn't you?".
ReplyDeleteI laughed at you " shouting for God's sake I need peace enough to THINK! ( hands theatrically being rubbed though hair with knuckles white with tension)" we are SO alike LOL
I would like to see the restauranteurs face when you hand him that bit of paper. I have had similar experiences and appreciate what they end up looking/smelling/feeling like. I hope the whole evening is brilliant for yyou both though. Have fun.
ReplyDeletebeen there done that; at least you FOUND it! have a great relaxing dinner!
ReplyDeleteThat's why I hate wrapping paper and rather like blogger because What You See id Waht You get!
ReplyDeleteThat restaurant looks nice, can we expect a review?
I am having to type very slowly and quietly now because two lovely little chaffinch like birds (the pair nesting in the thatch of the jango) have just alighted on my table and are sippping the milk I spilt but never wiped up when I made the pancake mixture for the boys. They're within two feet of me!
I hope you have a nice evening!
Phew, thank goodness for that. I like a happy ending. All kiss and make up I hope, and a little giggle about it :o)
ReplyDeleteHave a nice evening.
ReplyDeleteHope you enjoy your evening.
ReplyDeleteGlad you found it. And I'm looking forward to hearing about your evening.
ReplyDeleteI dragged the bins in last week after tidying up with a ten pound note in my hand . . . And I found it!
Been there done that looking for my Mum's false teeth. Don't ask!
ReplyDeleteI know that one; and the hearing aid too!
DeleteHo Ho - love those kind of things...
ReplyDeleteA few years ago my son really wanted to go to a particular motor racing event so I ordered tickets, they arrived via registered delivery when no one was in so little slip through the door. "I'll pick them up Saturday morning" I says - the event being on the Sunday. Saturday morning I can't find the slip at all. In the end Mrs F admits to "possibly throwing it out" as "I thought you'd gone and got them"... if so I wouldn't still have the delivery slip thing .... she found it - in her style ripped into about 8 pieces. I took the sellotaped back together thing up the depot to some odd looks... I just said "My wife ripped it up" The woman handing over the envelope said "I'll not ask what is in there then"... LOL
Have a good time... Llanny almost feels part of the family now even though I've never been there!
Did you get there on time? I'd imagine you needed a good hosing off after having been through the rubbish!
ReplyDeleteWell at least you found it. Hope you had a lovely evening.
ReplyDeleteYou deserve a nice evening after all that. Hope it was a great one.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy - It'll be worth it !
ReplyDeleteI was hoping that your absent-mindedness meant that you'd already used it.
ReplyDeleteFor crying out loud!
ReplyDeleteJane x
Sounds as though watching you two would have been as entertaining as watching 'One Man, Two Guvnors'. But do enjoy this evening when YOU can be in the audience - and really appreciate the meal that almost never was.
ReplyDeleteHope you gave the voucher a good clean and iron before you went - don't want to create the wrong impression do we?
ReplyDeleteA demented serial killer ... you SLAY me!!!
ReplyDeleteMy parents always give us money for Christmas. One year my sister put $500 along with Christmas wrappings in her burn barrel.. talk about money to burn. I still don't think she's recovered from that moment when she realized what she had done.
You are better material than I - I would have said something similar to 'bleep it, I'm not going'. Found or not. You did blame Chris for the loss in the first place - right?
ReplyDeleteGoing thru all that kinda puts a dog food-stained damper on it, doesn't it? It's like having to earn it! Well, glad you found it.
ReplyDeleteHope you had a great time! I can just envision the search. About 15 years ago, my then husband hunted high and low for a ticket to a baseball game. The group departure time was fast approaching and no ticket to be found. I then had a lightbulb moment and checked the washing machine. There in the bottom of the tub, under his wet, clean jeans was the ticket, in soggy pieces. A call to the ticket office confirmed that they would accept it if it clearly showed the seat number and date of the game. He was able to go to the game. Of course it was MY fault for not checking his pockets before washing the jeans. We once found his missing shoe in the freezer. That one took some detective work.
ReplyDeleteJoan
Well there's a coincidence - we went to see the same play yesterday in London.
ReplyDeleteWant to be there when you hand over the voucher in the restaurant (which looks fab, btw).
Love the pic of Judy. Mind if I save it?
Oh, and I once threw away my husband's tickets to the Rolling Stones. How our marriage survived this, I don't know.
ReplyDeleteLaughed till I hurt, you are such a drama queen. Loved the comparison.
ReplyDeleteIf something is lost to me around here, I know the whoa-man has moved it. I think she does it just to keep me confused. ;)
ReplyDeleteIn re: to your comment over here... in the retail business, not only Easter is around the corner but, I've already started assembling grill display models. Next patio furniture. And, in a rabbit's gestation period. 28 days to birth, another 8 weeks to sale. I'm right on. hehe
Oh, we've had those sorts of rows, too. I'm glad you were able to find the voucher after all. We have had times where the missing item never resurfaced and neither of us admits to throwing it out.
ReplyDeleteThe amount of time the bins have to gone through in this and previous establishments defies counting...not for anything useful, though, like vouchers to a good hotel...but for things like little plastic bottles which, I am told, will come in handy for seeds...etc...just like the cartons of the things living under the potting table on the balcony...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you found it...I've not had to rummage through rubbish bins, but I did have to sort through a mountain of vacuum cleaner fluff 'n' stuff to find an earring that had been sucked up. I don't envy the restaurant receiving the stained voucher though!
ReplyDeleteWe've all been there......the panic over something lost, not the Osbourn....which does look lovely though...enjoy!
ReplyDeleteI once found $700 tucked into a library book when I was shelving before the library opened. Predictably, there was a panicked phonecall shortly thereafter. It seems that the book borrower thought the book would be a "safe place" for the cash - and then he forgot he'd put it there.
ReplyDeleteNot specifically related to your story, but it reminded me... when I was little, our dog loved to chew wrapping paper. After a particularly long setting, he emerged with a little sticker on his nose. Turns out it was an 'inspected by #' sticker. The next day, my Dad played the number in the lottery and won $500
ReplyDeleteShow us a picture of the manager's face when you present your voucher. Looks tres posh. Have a lovely meal out and enjoy Llandudno.
ReplyDeleteAs it turned out the play was shite but the meal was lovely
ReplyDeleteA good job the refuse lorry hadn't already emptied the wheelie and made off with the vital bin bag. I hope the meal was worth the aggravation and the ransacked house....
ReplyDeleteJudy, Judy, Judy!!
ReplyDeleteCary grant?
DeleteAh John. After all that I hope you had a wonderful time!
ReplyDeleteFar too familiar... Hope you had a WONDERFUL evening.
ReplyDeleteLOL and it is certainly not civilized in the manner in which Im guffawing at your apt Judy John breakdown description....LOL
ReplyDeletebut of course the knowing look you and Chris gave each other at the restaurant when the voucher was handed over was probably priceless too - but did they sniff it ? excuse me why I guffaw again LOL
I hope the evening got better!
ReplyDeleteGlad you found it :)
ReplyDeleteFrantically checking that my vouchers for the meal deal at the SHowroom cinema are where i think they are! xxxxxx
ReplyDeleteWell at least the dog food wasn't via a dog's digestive system!
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