Friday 17 May 2013

Dinner with friends,but not Steven Spielberg.


I am off to eat with friends tonight at their house in Monty, now this for a very scruffy bloke is a bit of a game because you see we are eating with folk who by tradition like to dress up for dinner, an old custom not really done by scruffy folk like myself or the masses in general these days. And some other friends have been invited who are ex diplomats who as we know traditionally dress for dinner. So I am left with a dilemma because somehow I need to not look scruffy, some of you will say well that’s easy wear some nice clothes and if all else fails comb your hair something I did once but folk sniggered, so I try and avoid it.  The problem is I have tried many things, many times and have even resorted as a last resort to wearing a suit but the majority verdict on that occasion was I looked scruffy and somehow made a decent suit that had done no one no harm look dead scruffy also. 


Not Steven Spielberg 



What this means right now is that I will be going off to try and look respectable and it may take some time, apparently Zombie fancy dress is not allowed . . . . . DAMN.  So this is it, this is tonight’s diary entry as I am unsure as to when I will be back, I was rather hoping that nice Steven Spielberg might be there but it seems last time he turned up wearing a crumpled white jacket and an untrimmed beard so may not be allowed back in by the doorman.  I may have to keep my fingers crossed and rely on being the mad eccentric British chap, sometimes that can work . . . . . . 

7 comments:

  1. You are who you are and if people don't like it well, that's their problem.

    Have a lovely week-end.
    Yvonne.

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    1. I am indeed and in general never have problems with people because I am a nice chap. Although I am not a lover of being invited to parties where I don't know people, but luckily they were all good friends so it was a good night.

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  2. Eccentrics are often scruffy, I think it lends to their individuality. Have a great time tonight Rob Z. :)

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    1. I did have a good night Miss Lily and it was nearly two in the morning before we got home. Far to late for a young eccentric chap like myself. I will probably write a bit more about it tonight as I am rather tired today so am planning on having a chilled day.......

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  3. When I showed up at the diner tonight Jesus and the owner were being surprised by a raccoon in the trash dumpster. He didn't travel far so I got a picture of him. Jesus asked me if they have raccoons in your part of the world. Or maybe the raccoon equivalent (?)

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    1. Hello Mr ESB we definitely don't have raccoons here, the nearest British equivalent is probably the Urban Fox. This is just the county fox which has adapted to living in towns. In the country I guess the biggest bin raiders are rats (not RATs). But most folk have wheelie bins now, so tough times for ratty.

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    2. Oh, you reminded me about reading about a guy in the UK who raises-domesticates foxes. Raccoons are veRy intelligent.

      I am just being a domestic goddess at the moment, cleaning stuff at a leisurely pace.

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