Taking place just a short while before our proposed " free" tea party will be a Church organised " tea dance" in the village hall. This more or less scuppers what we, the old Flower Show Committee, had planned as our thank you to the village...best laid plans and all that
I need to discuss it further of course and the " last supper meal" of the committee will obviously still take place on the evening of the tea party as it sort of signifies a sort of swan song to me as retiring Show secretary, but I think our tea party will now be cancelled.
Btw .....I rather like the analogy of the last supper as there are twelve of us having the meal with an empty chair free for Auntie Glad .
The old Flower Show committee recently voted on where our bank account monies will be going to once the group finally disbands and I was thrilled that £1000 will be donated to the local Samaritan centre. The rest on the money will be divided between the other village groups and organisations.
Ralph, the gentleman farmer will pop in some hurdles today and has given me some tips for capturing Irene, who has recently enjoyed the company of several ponies in the livery sable's fields. He laughed at my previous group based efforts to capture her which he put down to " a right carry on"
Mrs Trellis and I had our first spat in 12 years yesterday when she disagreed with me taking the old dogs for their daily walk in the Churchyard.
I think she adheres to the maxim that says what the church says goes....
Pity their stance on gay marriage wasnt a bit more flexible me thinks!
I've been on my own for most of this week and The Prof is away again tonight, so a friend and I have been invited to what strangely has been termed a "sausage sizzle" at the home of our Samaritan director.
I'm presuming it's the Welsh version of a Wiener roast which sounds equally as bad ........a colleague said it felt like an invitation to a 1970 wife swap party.
Just wondering has anyone actually been invited to a wife swap party?
Answers on a postcard please.....
Nope. I have never been to a wife swapping party nor have I been to a "sausage sizzle" party but by the sound of it I advise you to take condoms and a big tub of aloe vera.
ReplyDeleteHow about a farewell brunch or BBQ? Or maybe just a picnic (even an indoors one would be fun)? If there's free food, people will come!
ReplyDeleteThe Last Supper of the Flower Show Committee sounds fantastic.
And I am eager to hear how the efforts to corral Irene go. I am curious though. Are there no sheep herding border collies or, even better, sheep herding pigs around to help round up Irene? Have you thought perhaps Irene thinks of herself as a horse and not a sheep? Maybe entice her with some sugar cubes or a carrot or bread to get her to follow you?
Good luck bringing in the sheep!
Sausage Sizzle is something we are very familiar with in Australia. :) Would there be an Australian or even a New Zealander in your midst perhaps?
ReplyDeleteEvery Saturday and Sunday they have sausage sizzles all across Australia, usually at the hardware stores. But once every few years, we have them on Election Day. There is a website and I believe an app where you can find which polling booths are holding sausage sizzles. They call it a democracy sausage.
So, I think no wife swapping on the menu, just a BBQ involving sausages. ;)
Echoing Snoskred. Mind you, I avoid them.
DeleteBut the smell of onions being cooked on the barbie wafting over the car parks on a Saturday morning cannot be ignored. White bread, thin sausages, fried onions, red sauce $2 each. Very nice - makes walking round Bunnings almost a pleasure
DeleteNo I've never been to a wife swap party which were rife in 1970's RAF married quarters, but I heard about and saw plenty of shenanigans especially when husbands were away on a tour of duty. We were newly married and in the honeymoon phase otherwise I may have been swapped for a vespa scooter, lol.
ReplyDeleteWe used to have "sausage sizzles" at the Scout Group when I was a Cub Scout Leader. It was sausages cooked on a BBQ and served up in a bread roll with lots of onions. Nothing very exciting at all! No innuendos involved you will be sad to know.
ReplyDeleteStill don't understand why the flower show will be abandoned just because you are leaving the village.
Not invited to but I used to run wife swapping parties.
ReplyDeleteDo tell!
DeleteAfter 25 years of marriage my then husband announced that as I was frigid we needed to go wife swapping.
DeleteI refused until the day he 'accidently' broke our son's nose whilst working on site. He made it clear there would be more ' accidents ' until I acquiesced.
We met 2 or 3 couples but he wasn't happy with any of them as he was hoping to be surrounded by nubile 24 year olds. We attended a couple of parties, and no they don't do the car keys in a bowl any more.
I eventually started organising parties as this way I didn't have to get involved with the sex. I just managed the social side of things. My then husband had polyembolokoilamania, with me on the receiving end, so this probably explains my rigidity!
Frigidity.
DeleteOh no Hester ! - you have been through it.I hope you are happy now x x
DeleteYes thank you flis, I'm very happy now and have been for 18 years.
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DeleteYes! Coastal town NSW in the 70's it was rampant. We had gone there for work and after a couple of months were confronted with what was expected. Initially we just said 'Not interested' but the persistent pressure was intense so we left the town.
ReplyDeleteThere are 'sausage sizzles' for charityfundraisers every Satuday outside Bunnings hardware stores all over Australia..its an intitution.
Should read institution...sorry!
ReplyDeleteI kind of went to a wife swap party once, but no females were involved. It was quite a bit of male testerone fun. You are wrong about the weiner. A weiner is much smaller than a sausage, and probably somewhat less satisfying.
ReplyDeleteWife swap parties are strictly one of those urban legends I read about regularly but have never been invited to. I doubt if I've missed very much.
ReplyDeleteNo, I've led a sheltered life. However, I did once go to a surfing party back in '64 or '65 in London, with not a wave or woodie in sight.
ReplyDelete"Wife swap" makes me think of those movies and stories about couples in the '60s meeting at each others houses and fooling around .. cheap and distasteful is putting it mildly in my opinion.
ReplyDeleteMy computer is not allowing me to comment on blogs while using Chrome, it has to be Safari so who knows if you are going to get a comment from me these days ... but I will say .. my mother stopped giving us hot dogs when I was a child because she read that the stuffing was all the garbage meat that they would otherwise throw away .. I haven't eaten meat in over 40 years so it means nothing to me anyway :)
When we moved to this village over twenty years ago there were rhumours of a swinging set, pampas grass in the garden was supposed to be a sign that you were in it. We joined the sailing club instead !
ReplyDeleteI don't think so but I did enjoy Abigail's party with Alison Steadman.I did have an uncle who strangely kept his keys in a fruit bowl amongst the fruit x
ReplyDeleteI dont understand this post. What does the sentence commencing Pity mean?
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DeleteI don't understand the rest of it either. Why does the flower show have to stop because you are leaving? In Norfolk they carry on through hell and high water. Are the Welsh like this, give up at the drop of a hat? Also don't understand about the church tea party messing yours up. Is the Flower Show Committee delusional?
DeleteI've explained some of this before rachel are you being dense today?
Delete1 the flower Show is stopping because no one would agree to take over as Show secretary . The committee enjoyed helping but no one would take sole responsibility
2 Welsh giving up? That's rude and insensitive , remember Zulu ?
3 the tea party is set up just before ours was planned, and is now sceduled for a week or so before ours. Same thing! One £5 entry to raise funds the other free.....which one would you go to?
As for being delusional ? What wrong with you?
My advice on how to catch a sheep failed to publish.
DeleteYes! Mid 70s in San Francisco.....I knew another English girl there who used to “partake” with an Irish guy she knew. He needed to take a “date” as the organisers did not allow single men entry, it seems. He invited me one time but as worldly as I thought I was then, I declined without hesitation. Not my bag at all. MaggieB
ReplyDeleteNo, just Bring your own Bottle parties. BYOB.
ReplyDeleteNever invited to a swap, but once to an orgy. Answer was "no thanks" without hesitation, but "tell me all about it after". I'm a little lazy and chose mostly to live vicariously.
ReplyDeleteOur next door neighbours used to hold wife swapping parties, fortunately the houses were detached and had a good distance between them.
ReplyDeleteJL (male neighbour) asked my dad once whether he and mum would like to join in. His reply was a resounding "NO"!
There is a house near us that is well known for its 'swinger' parties. I tease the hubs by mentioning how lovely their interior decorating is. No, not even tempted to join in, but fully support the freedom of those who do.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, Mrs. Trellis. And Jesus was a white,blond, blue-eyed middle-eastern Jew.
I'm glad you found a worthwhile way to dispose of the Flower Show accounts. Too bad about Mrs. Trellis. As I think I mentioned before, we have a similar dispute here about the cemetery where I walk Olga, so I can relate.
ReplyDeleteI understand we have swingers somewhere near at hand but I think wife swap parties are old hat now.
ReplyDeleteHow rude. And unkind. Maybe thhhhhey're annoyed about the dog walking issue?
ReplyDeleteAnd yes to the swapping, two different boyfriends suggested it, or wanted threesomes, which I suppose is different. Yawn. No.
DeleteHAHAHA I don't have a wife. Dimi and I refused to call each other "husband" because we feel that assigns rolls that are not relevant. But I know of a few, "wives," of both genders that I would love to swap for just about anything.
ReplyDeleteThat is a wonderful use of the bank balance. I do hope you have a good turnout if the group decides to go ahead. Those who want to support the community would probably come out regardless of the timing.
ReplyDeleteI lived in the San Fransico area in the early 70's and I was aware of and invited to "swapping parties" but I chose to not attend any as it was not my thing. I do remember the "wesson oil" parties of my hippie years but I'm not talking!
ReplyDeleteWould prefer a husband one please
ReplyDeleteUm....nope.
ReplyDeleteThere is a place just down the road in our local town which used to be a nightclub. My drunken ex and his mate crawled there one time after a night on the tiles. Later (apparently) it became and still is a kind of swingers place. It's called l'Exhib, if you want to look it up. When I was married I was sex starved and briefly though about it - but when I realized it was all the rich guys from Geneva with their young dolly birds I thought nah, I'll pass. Yuck. Old farts and young flesh. I do remember saying one time that if my ex wanted to go on a wife swap binge I wouldn't go with him. He had to have the biggest and best car (compensating much) and if everyone put their car keys in a bowl I would be sure to end up with my ex! No thanks. I can get my itch scratched elsewhere.
ReplyDeleteYes, I was invited to partake in a regular wife-swap, not a party, just a swap. The man asking was my (now EX-) husband's boss, and this was all in play in order to get my husband a pay raise. I declined. He did NOT get the raise, and divorced me soon after! (And I was quite all right with that!)
ReplyDeleteWhy can't both events happen? I'm sure the rest of the village would love to fill up their diaries with all that fun stuff, regardless who's hosting. I haven't been to a sausage sizzle since Brownies.
ReplyDeleteOver kill nana
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