Monday, 9 November 2015

On Duty


I was on duty again today escorting ladies to and from the talk on Embroidery that we had today and then offering them drinks and cake.  This meant I walked a thousand miles back and forward, never complaining about my knees nor the suffering I endured.  No one I must indicate asked whether I suffered anyway as it happens.


There was a talk, then the exhibition was opened, drinks were offered and the visiting multitude inspected the works newly hung on view.  I never had time to look at them, just a moment to take a picture and find the lights reflecting everywhere making that difficult.  The girls had a good time however and they were all very pleased.  


I just had lots of washing up as my assistant had to leave when washing up time approached.  Typical female trick!   I am worn out and weary, have not eaten enough and now have to watch a football game.  Life is so trying I get no time to myself.




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6 comments:

carol said...

Why did the ladies not feed you? And why did they need escorting? Love the Aussie embroidery. In my house, I am the only one who washes up ~ go figure.

the fly in the web said...

You are are a true gentleman...even keep your moans about having to watch football until afterwards.

Lee said...

And the ladies just loved being in your company, as you did being in theirs, Mr. Ad-Man! Come on! Own up! Admit it!

Adullamite said...

Carol, As a mum you wash up but fail to teach him how to! He will learn when on his own.

Fly, Yes indeed. None of them listened anyway....

Lee, Indeed they did, I am sure they only come to see me. (Others take a differing point of view here)

Lady Di Tn said...

LOL If I cook the guys wash up. Simple rules on the Hill. Poor Mr. A had to watch football. What torture. A stick improves ones imagination so be proud that you were not dulled with toys. Now where is my pencil oh I mean stick. Peace

Adullamite said...

Lady, Peace to the stick.