Sounds like a good idea - but how about A Return to Old Thatch, to include us booking the side room at the Spade Oak as we did before - allowing space and time for "presentations or speeches". A visit to the garden, including tea and cake could then also be included. Dead easy!
Francis - it doesn't matter who it is. Ask me to stand in front of people and speak and I'll speak as fast as humanly possible and go bright red!
Katharine - I'm afraid I will have to veto your last suggestion as I can't ride a bike.
"It's the ash! It's falling!" yelled Julian, almost startling Dick out of his wits...
"Listen to its terrible groans and creaks!" yelled Julian, almost beside himself with impatience.
Fiona, chatting to us will do nicely - I certainly wouldn't want you to be embarassed. Maybe the Sally's suggested Old Thatch visit and room in the pub, where we could all chat in an informal way, would do the trick!
Don't worry Fiona, I'd be last in the queue for a 12 mile bike ride. Even if by some miracle I managed to get there in one piece, I'd need at least 3 weeks to recover before I attempted the return journey!
Sally, I've already visited Old Thatch twice, and don't need much persuading to return there. Although if there were about 30 of us, they might need to stock up on their delicious home made cakes.
Katharine wrote:Don't worry Fiona, I'd be last in the queue for a 12 mile bike ride. Even if by some miracle I managed to get there in one piece, I'd need at least 3 weeks to recover before I attempted the return journey!
Why not starting to practice? It might prove useful for your second project next year as well. Of course you have to start slowly. During the first week one-mile-rides, during the second two-miles, etc.
Lucky Star wrote:I suspect that these types of smaller, cosier gatherings may be the furure of the EBS Day
Freudian slip, John?
It would depend who attends I suppose.
"What a lot of trouble one avoids if one refuses to have anything to do with the common herd. To have no job, to devote ones life to literature, is the most wonderful thing in the world. - Cicero
Had to laugh at Nigel's posting, you really are a card. See what I'm missing when I can't get Wi-fi in deepest Dorset!!!! You missed one subject out, Nigel. Julie's talk on dogs!!
You excellent humour you have!
Julian gave an exclamation and nudged George.
"See that? It's the black Bentley again. KMF 102!"
I see the title to this thread has been changed. Apologies to the management if I made it look like an official alternative to a Society Day - I shouldn't have used Enid Blyton Day 2014 as a title.
I was a bit confused as well, but then it doesn't take much to confuse me!
"It's the ash! It's falling!" yelled Julian, almost startling Dick out of his wits...
"Listen to its terrible groans and creaks!" yelled Julian, almost beside himself with impatience.