We all foregathered at Jenny's place for a meal of roast chicken and veg. It was very traditional but very nicely done. I arrived at about 6pm and left around 9pm. There was of course a lot of chatting throughout with Paul keeping us all involved. Nobody drank any alcohol. I had ginger beer to drink. We are sufficiently mentally alive not to need alcohol at a party.
Bambam (Primrose) was exceptionally naughty as is her way. She can pull the most awful faces. She made some amazingly aggressive faces at Ken several times, even though he was being nice to her. Basically, she just wants attention, I think. She reminds me of Teddy Roosevelt, a very extroverted American president of around a century ago. TR's son once said of him: "Father wants to be the bride at every wedding and the corpse at every funeral"
Since both Jenny and Matthew are celiacs, there was on hand a range of biscuits and candies that are OK for celiacs. Matthew made the most of it. It was amazing the amount he could fit into that little tummy.
Ken put it to me that the story of the Emperor's new clothes is implausible. I suppose it is but was it meant to be plausible? I think not.
As I was getting up to go home, I had sunk far down into one of Jenny's couches so doubted that I could get up. Susan solved that very smartly. She came and pulled me up without further ado. Joe will tell you that that is a heavy task so Susan's strength was a real surprise. Being smart, kind and good looking are not the end of her talents. She looked very glamorous in her ankle-length strapless yellow gown
It had just been raining as I left so Joe escorted me to my car in case I slipped over.
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