Well, my dear, that’s not strictly true – but I do appreciate that some folk struggle to find the words which are appropriate for the occasion. More often than not they over-think it, rather than just saying what they mean!
Oh, I’m really sorry my dear, I’m forgetting my manners – how are you this afternoon? Did you sleep well last night and do you have any plans for the rest of the day?
Subsequent to my little chat with Billy the other morning I have briefly seen Georgie, but as we were both heading in opposite directions at that time, I can’t update you viz-a-viz their conversation. We just waved to each other and I sent her a brief text asking if she would like to come for a cup of tea tomorrow afternoon. I received a short text in response with three emoji smiling faces!! Hopefully after our meeting I’ll be able to give you some news – good or bad.
Gordon doesn’t seem to have re-appeared after his mysterious illness and holiday. He’s been gone for three weeks – to be honest it feels quite a lot longer. I shall have to check my diary to be absolutely certain, as the days and weeks run away. I am surprised that there hasn’t been a relief manager, although, I understand that he didn’t advise anyone that he was going to take some leave. I’m sure that someone from head office will have popped in now and again, but being on the second floor I don’t often notice what is happening on the ground floor unless someone specifically tells me.
There are a couple of things which are niggling me currently, and they relate to some of Gordon’s bright ideas. You may remember my dear that he put posters up announcing all the different things that would be starting here in the day lounge. Now you will remember that I wasn’t overjoyed to find out that he was advertising several different courses/activities. Of course, the main poster was all about the Talent Contest, which eventually was changed into two contests as Gordon hadn’t considered the logistics at all. There were far more entries than he expected and he was just going to reduce the amount of time allowed for each performer. I met Gordon for a coffee and persuaded him that would be really unfair. We managed to deal with it properly – by splitting the contest into two separate parts – the first was for children and the second was just for the adults. These contests were a great success, with very little effort being made by Gordon.
He had also had several other posters printed saying that there would be other events – Bingo for One and All (including tea and biscuits). Another poster stated that there would be Watercolours for Beginners – everyone welcome and all materials would be provided together with expert tuition! Both of these events were to be held once a week.
The final poster announced there would be the creation of a new choir. In addition to singers it was also looking for a pianist who would be needed for every rehearsal. There was also the necessity for a choir master although Gordon had forgotten to mention that in his poster.
I admire Gordon’s ambition, but unfortunately he was taken “ill” before the second part of the Talent Contest and hasn’t been seen since – although I understand that he has been recovering in a holiday cottage on the banks of the Norfolk Broads.
That hasn’t helped anyone, least of all me, as I’ve been receiving phone calls asking if I am arranging everything now that Gordon isn’t here. Unfortunately, folk have been signing up for various groups and no-one has organised anything. I would have expected the “relief manager” or the person sent here by Head Office would have taken some advice and either declare that everything was postposed in the short term or made alternative arrangements. However this hasn’t happened and now that some time has elapsed, folk are turning to me to arrange things.
Perhaps, my dear, you now understand why I have some niggles and concerns rumbling around me. I feel that I shouldn’t be in this position – I only stepped into the breach regarding the Talent Contest as I felt it was decidedly unfair to leave folk in the lurch when they had made such an effort.
Now that time has passed, I feel that I can’t just sit here and wait for neighbours to be disappointed or upset that nothing is happening. I know I can ignore it, but that just isn’t me. You really should know that, my dear. So I’m going to have to put my thinking cap on, enlist the assistance of a few friends and try to pull a few rabbits out of the proverbial hat.
Thank you for listening to me, my dear. It has helped me to come to this decision which I think is the right one for the residents of Lavinia Court and the wider community, as these events aren’t solely for the residents here.
Right now that I have decided what I’ll do, I just need to formulate a plan. Obviously I’ll let you know how things are going, as soon as I have anything concrete to tell you. In the meantime, I should decide what I am having for my dinner this evening. As Always –
With Love – Jan xx