On the drive up to Rheims we had the chance, for the first time in several days, to discuss the events of last weekend. I had to laugh, because I hadn’t realised that whilst I was slowly getting pissed, Jan was working hard behind the scenes holding lots of hands, and, sorting out lots of problems.
Problems (a part list).
1 Being pescatarians, the newly weds had chosen a fish paella as an acceptable main course. "Jan, a person (all names deleted to protect the innocent) is allergic to moules. Can you do anything?" Well, the obvious answer is to put the bloody moules to one side and eat the rest. Not good. The moules might have ‘infected’ the paella, so Jan arranged for J-M to cook some fish. I have a big problem with people saying that they are ‘allergic’ to certain foods. I suspect that they use’ allergy’ as an alternative to ‘I don’t like’. Hmnnnnn.
2 A family member (who had had a lot to drink), had a hissy fit and said that she couldn’t eat paella because she had been ill eating it in the past. She was told to calm down and was encouraged to eat the salad and bread!
3 A young couple demanded a ‘bed’ for their young one, half way through the meal, and Jan had to find suitable bedding to put out on the terrace for the little one to sleep under the stars. Hadn’t they considered this possibility and taken action. How come they expected us to deal with it?
4 Where’s the travel cot that my parents gave to you for my baby asked another family member? Jan spent a lot of time looking in vain for said cot only to find, what she already knew, that the message was incorrect.
The list goes on and on. So, when I said to Jan, “Did you enjoy Saturday?” she said, “No, not really.” I now understand why. There are lots of high maintenance people in this world and last Saturday Jan came across more than her fair share. Thank you, my darling. You’re too good for this world.
Problems (a part list).
1 Being pescatarians, the newly weds had chosen a fish paella as an acceptable main course. "Jan, a person (all names deleted to protect the innocent) is allergic to moules. Can you do anything?" Well, the obvious answer is to put the bloody moules to one side and eat the rest. Not good. The moules might have ‘infected’ the paella, so Jan arranged for J-M to cook some fish. I have a big problem with people saying that they are ‘allergic’ to certain foods. I suspect that they use’ allergy’ as an alternative to ‘I don’t like’. Hmnnnnn.
2 A family member (who had had a lot to drink), had a hissy fit and said that she couldn’t eat paella because she had been ill eating it in the past. She was told to calm down and was encouraged to eat the salad and bread!
3 A young couple demanded a ‘bed’ for their young one, half way through the meal, and Jan had to find suitable bedding to put out on the terrace for the little one to sleep under the stars. Hadn’t they considered this possibility and taken action. How come they expected us to deal with it?
4 Where’s the travel cot that my parents gave to you for my baby asked another family member? Jan spent a lot of time looking in vain for said cot only to find, what she already knew, that the message was incorrect.
The list goes on and on. So, when I said to Jan, “Did you enjoy Saturday?” she said, “No, not really.” I now understand why. There are lots of high maintenance people in this world and last Saturday Jan came across more than her fair share. Thank you, my darling. You’re too good for this world.
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About an hour out of Rheims, we rang round for a hotel. After trying at least 10 hotels we realised that every hotel in the north of France was full. Eventually, we tried a restaurant with rooms. “Oui monsieur, we have two rooms left but the restaurant is full.”
“Pas grave,” I said, as I bit her hand off.
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