Saturday 8th March
There was an air of excitement in the house when we awoke on Saturday. We've not had a proper party before, not where we've hired a room, money has exchanged hands and lots of emails sent to confirm details.
When Graham was 40, I did offer to organise a party, but the message was quite clear: "Under no circumstances..." So when just before Christmas it was mentioned: " I would like a surprise party for my 50th" I had to put my thinking cap on...
I am not a natural organiser, but I suppose we all have to start somewhere. I tried to think of a venue; restaurant, village hall, boat. All the odds seemed stacked against me, the room at the restaurant wasn't free the date we wanted, Robert and Lucy said hiring a hall and getting caterers would be 'pants' and the only local boat you could hire had sunk without trace the year before. (Closed down)
Back to the drawing board, even with the help of two expert internet surfers, we still could find a suitable venue. So in came Plan B, change the date to when the venue was free. This worked better than expected as it only meant delaying by one week and one couple who couldn't originally come were now free.
A fortnight before the party, I thought I'd better check that the restaurant had received my booking cheque:"What cheque?... when did you send it?" This was swiftly paid over the phone with a credit card! A week before the party, I sent out final details on emails and queried with one invitee "Hope you received my email, nope, what email?"
What else could go wrong?....nothing...huge sigh of relief...
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