Stage 1 and 2

Stage 1
Yes I was so excited to get this award; really excited to be in such lovely company.

So stage 2 is to tell you about my most embarrassing moment. There have been several.

Can I please leave stage 3 until tomorrow. I have you all drafted but lots of copying and pasting to let you know about your award. I am still amazed after getting it right last night but struggling to remember how that happened!!

So one of my most embarrassing moments........ which one to share with you............
ok so here goes.

Phil used to be in the RAF. We socialised with his friends and their wives. Some of these wives I would never have chosen as friends but it was a small community and we all mixed in together. One Christmas we invited one such couple with their little boy to dinner on Boxing Day. The wife who we shall call Ruth because that was her name!! had a voice to grate on the nerves. The husband who we shall call Michael because ..... yes you got it..... put up with her bossing him around all day. Each time I went into the kitchen to check on how the food was coming along and to get away from her voice I had a quick bacardi and coke. Needless to say with her voice and my nerves I spent a lot of time in the kitchen and went through a good deal of bacardi.
I managed to dish the food up but once they were sitting down I disappeared not to be seen again until the following morning. The story goes that I was having a conversation with the toilet bowl!! Phil managed to get me to bed where I stayed - thank goodness - until our guests had well gone. The story ran and ran for several weeks about Phil's alcoholic wife which is strange for two reasons; because Phil was the drinker and frequently overindulged and because now I am a non drinker.

So that is one of the less sordid stories. I harmed nobody but myself. I have done something similar one other time when my sister and brother in law came to Sunday lunch every week for months........ Similar result on one of those Sundays........