My dear, it’s wonderful to be chatting with you again. How are you today – keeping well, and how is the family? Well, now that we’ve got the niceties out of the way – yes, my dear I really do believe in manners, and surely it isn’t too much to spend a few minutes in observing them. I know I’m old-fashioned, but it shouldn’t be too much to say “please” and “thank you” and to receive a pleasant response. I think that is one of the problems in the world at the moment. There are too many folk who rush around and think purely of themselves and their own situation, rather than looking at the bigger picture.
Of course, my dear it is important to look after your family – it’s completely true to say that “family comes first” and that is exactly as it should be. We must all look after our own – no-one else will do it. However, we mustn’t be too blinkered and ignore the pleasantries when enjoying the company of friends.
I’m sure you will remember that I was expecting a visit from Billy (Georgie’s gentleman friend) for coffee during the weekend. He had rung me to ask if he could come and see me without Georgie being aware. Now as Georgie had a couple of appointments in the village the other morning I suggested that it would be a good idea for him to come during that time.
I decided to set my little table for coffee with a selection of biscuits. I wasn’t sure how long Billy’s visit was likely to last and I didn’t want to delay him if he had other appointments after visiting me. Anyway I was intrigued to find out what he wanted to discuss. I didn’t have too long to wait as Billy rang the buzzer at the appointed time. I do like people to be on time – I think it is the height of bad manners to keep folk waiting more than a couple of minutes. However that didn’t happen and Billy arrived at my door right on time.
I’ve mentioned before that Billy is a very dapper chap – much better than all the fellows I’ve known Georgie to pass the time of day with! Anyway Billy came in and we spent a few moments on pleasantries and general chit-chat before sitting down with our coffee. Oh yes, my dear – I discovered that Billy can give Mrs. M a run for her money when it comes to eating shortbread biscuits. I must remember to restock them this week.
Once we were comfortably settled with drinks and biscuits I asked Billy if there was a problem, or if I could help him in some way. After being completely articulate, Billy started to mumble into his coffee cup and I had to ask him to repeat himself. Eventually, after a few false starts it transpired that Billy had decided he wanted to propose to Georgie. He wanted to know whether she was likely to accept, or whether he should just continue with the status quo. I understood his difficulty – he didn’t want to “upset the apple-cart” if she was unlikely to be amenable to the idea. I’ve known Georgie for a good many years, and she is a person who knows her own mind and wouldn’t thank anyone for interfering in her business. Billy had wanted to surprise her with a ring, but I suggested that he had a conversation with her first, explaining that although he was happy with how things stood, he would love to marry her – if that was something that she would consider. In that way he wasn’t springing it on her and they could talk it through. I appreciate that he wanted to make the grand gesture, but Georgie isn’t really the type of person who would like it. She is far too down to earth and would rather consider things fully before jumping in with both feet. Billy nodded his head and said he was sure I was right. He had wanted to be sure before popping the pertinent question – complete with engagement ring! As I have been her friend for so many years he felt I was the most appropriate person to ask. It was lovely that he felt he could ask for my opinion.
We had just finished that part of the conversation when my phone rang, and funnily enough it was Georgie asking if there was anything I would like from the shops before she came home. I asked her if she could collect half-a-dozen eggs for me as I fancied an omelette and had eaten my last egg yesterday. She said that she’d pop round in about thirty minutes.
Billy and I decided that he ought to make a move so that he wouldn’t still be here when Georgie arrived. He had a key to Georgie’s flat so would go straight there. I needed to wash the coffee cups, saucers and side plates and put them away. Billy thanked me for my advice and said that depending on Georgie’s mood he would have a chat with her later – obviously not mentioning our conversation. With that we said goodbye and Billy crossed the corridor into Georgie’s flat.
I washed those few items, dried them and put them away. A few minutes later my doorbell rang and unsurprisingly Georgie stood there, complete with a box of eggs. I asked if she would like to come in for a cup of tea, but she said that she was expecting Billy to arrive soon so she would go across to her flat. Obviously, she wasn’t aware that he was already there.
So my dear, that was my morning. I hope that Georgie and Billy have their conversation, and I’m sure that everything will be fine. I’m pleased that Billy felt he could ask me for my opinion, and I hope that things work out for them. It will be lovely to have a wedding to think about – something happy to look forward to at some point in the future.
Now I have some eggs I am going to make an omelette for my lunch. As Always –
With Love – Jan xx