There’s More than One Way to…..

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Well my dears, after I ambushed Gordon into attending a coffee morning I hadn’t even planned on having, I decided that I better do something about it.  Mrs. M was only too willing to lend an enthusiastic hand – although I’m not actually sure that her efforts really constitute “helping”.  Yes, she sets off with the best of intentions but she all too easily gets side-tracked.  I know that I’m one to talk – I can drift off at a tangent without thinking.  Mrs. M is like that – but on steroids.  She waves her arms about while all the time she’s chattering about something which doesn’t bear any relation to the subject in hand!

Anyway after a short while I managed to get her calmed down and thinking about the project.  I found a large font on my computer and printed off some A4 sheets announcing that there will be a coffee morning next week.  I had a couple of photos I managed to superimpose onto it and after doing that, I printed out half a dozen copies.  Then it was Mrs. M’s turn.  I gave her a large container with lots of coloured pencils and sat her down at the table.  She was in her element.  Mrs. M loves to colour in patterns and does an excellent job.  I decided to leave her to get on with it whilst I made some phone calls.

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The first thing was to agree a date when most residents would be available.   That only took a couple of minutes to find out and the coffee morning was booked for next Tuesday morning. The thing is that you can’t have just have coffee at one of these “dos”!  Oh no my dears, that just won’t cut the mustard!  Next I rang G and asked her to bring some of her delicious baking – I wanted her to include tray-bakes, little individual shortbread biscuits, mini flapjacks etc.  She’ll do a marvellous job and her prices are very reasonable.

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I then left Mrs. M for a short time as she was enjoying herself.  She was really concentrating with her tongue just peeping out at one side of her mouth.   The posters were coming along nicely and were in lovely bright colours.

With a little help, this time from Georgie, I popped down to the day-lounge where such functions are held.  I wanted to see that there were plenty of cups, saucers and plates available.  I didn’t really want to push the committee to purchase extra crockery if it isn’t needed.  No, there are stacks of them – that’s good, so no extra expense there. It’s strange that some days you can look and there appear to be only about twenty cups there.  I know that there is sometimes an event going on – but even so…

Anyway my dears, I digress again.  I felt much happier having checked that there was sufficient crockery and cutlery.  I find it’s always better to know the position rather than just guess.  One thing I will buy is paper napkins, so that people can wipe their fingers if necessary.

I headed back upstairs, and quite fortuitously spotted our manager at the other end of the corridor.  I shouted – but not too loudly, in the hope that he could hear me.  Yes he obviously did as he’s now walking this way.  I met him halfway and said that that I’d arranged a coffee morning for Tuesday next week, and I’d appreciate him being there.  I told him that I’ve just checked that there are plenty of cups, saucers and plates.  He didn’t look particularly thrilled, but said that he’d be there!!

Georgie and I then headed back to my flat in time to find that Mrs. M had just finished the posters and was going in search of shortbread biscuits.  As she had done a great job, I told her to sit down and that we’d all have a nice cup of tea and biscuits.  Georgie muttered something about her diet saying “a moment on the lips is a lifetime on the hips” – however it didn’t stop her having two of the biscuits with her drink.  To be honest, I don’t mind keeping my friends supplied with biscuits – it’s nice to have their company, and we have quite a laugh together.

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When Georgie left she took the posters with her and said that she’d put them up around the building.  One will go on the notice-board, another in the lift and a third in the day-lounge.  The other three will be taped to the one of the doors on each floor.

So my dears, we are all ready for the coffee morning with Gordon.  I hope that means he will keep his distance for now, but I’m not really convinced.  I’ll let you know how things progress.  As Always –

With Love Jan xx

Published by Jan

I'm retired, disabled and after sudden death of wonderful husband, have moved closer to my son, daughter-in-law and baby, Charlie. I live in sheltered housing at the bottom end of the scale called Independent Living. I had been in an online Knit and Natter group for a couple of years before Ian died and the members of the group were and still are a wonderful support to me. Since moving here I have now got my own little Facebook group where the members are now my friends and extended family. It was suggested that I write a blog - so here we are!!

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