Tuesday, 05 October 2010
Gosh did I feel an idiot last night. Monday nights are Costas’ boring Rotary nights and I usually don’t go. But he rang me mid-morning and said ‘it’s the German Ambassador tonight.’ So I said ‘okay I’ll come because he will speak in English.’
Thought nothing more, got tidied in the evening – nothing flash just smart-casual and went off to pick him up from the hospital. As we were driving something he said made me twig this was not Rotary we were heading to. No, it wasn’t – it was only a celebration cocktail party at the German Ambassador’s home to celebrate 20 years of German re-unification. We arrived and all the women were in their best party frocks, jewellery and carefully done hair – there was I looking like a country bumpkin. Men in white, long-limbed, blonde and dashing from the German Navy playing in a little orchestra, all the ambassadors, the Cyprus president and his cabinet and there am I with wayward hair, black trousers and a jaunty striped T-shirt and flat shoes and no sparkle. Costas told me I looked like someone from the navy myself. So we ate, drank and chatted before leaving pretty quickly. Costas is lucky he is still alive this morning.
I have booked for us to go to England for four days at the end of October (it’s another long holiday weekend here) to see the kids and for Costas to have a deserved break. I have booked us seats at the opera (yuk but he likes it). La Boheme by Puccini at the ENO. We are flying EasyJet - that should be interesting!
