The Secret Diary Of A First Time FOF; part fourteen

This is entirely fiction. Completely. Utterly. Except for any true bits

August 5th: 8.47am. Stumble into Centre of Planning, formerly known as the dining room. Have slightly dusty head after wine tasting session with Male Heir and Fiancé to debate the wine options for the Big Day.  Realise the truth of old adage that it is better to spit than swallow. First Born and First Of Her Name already in deep discussion over ‘entertainment’. Query if we are having stand-up comic and am told that is to be my role as giver of ‘the speech’. I have been suppressing thinking about this part of the Big Day for a long time. Being reminded of my responsibilities, when coupled with the intestinal residue of a rather bouncy Bulgarian Pinot and the terror I have of public speaking results in volcanically emetic consequences.

10.45am. First Born suggests I might want to help with planning. Exchange looks with First Of Her Name, both of us clearly wondering at First Born’s mental health.  

11.00am. After a full and frank discussion (aka a short but intense slanging match) between First Born and First Of Her Name over my suitability as an event planner, First Of Her Name suggests a compromise viz I am charged with organising a good luck message display. Tentatively enquire what this might be. Informed the guests will be encouraged to scribble some bon-mots as guidance for the happy couple’s future together. Any thought of attempting to lighten mood by unwise introduction of levity with suggestion the most likely message will be ‘don’t do it’ avoided when First Of Her Name sends me to make coffee.

1.03pm. Am let down by Google (again). It suggests for said display the following possibilities: a tree and clothes pegs; a framed mirror and Blu-tack; a folding screen and pins; and a washing line and bulldog clips. When I proffer these to First Of Her Name as suggestions she is not encouraging. ‘It needs to be unique, reflecting their personalities and passions.’ Must look blank as she adds, ‘Use your imagination.’

6.17pm. Ask Male Heir for his opinion on what distinguishes First Born and he offers ‘ability to neck copious Chardonnay’. Suggest he is not being helpful.

10.14pm. Fall asleep on sofa to be woken by Spiro Agnew slobbering over face. TV showing rural scenes of grape harvest. Have lightbulb moment and seek out First OF Her Name for opinion.

11.35pm. Feeling light headed. On the one hand am flattered that First Of Her Name describes plan, viz: to use empty wine bottles as ‘message trees’ as ‘a good start’; on the other am horrified by First Of Her Name’s adaptation of idea so it is now to ‘buy a Methuselah of champagne for the pre-preparation party’ and then use the empty bottle as the ‘centre-piece’ at the big event.  Wonder out loud if (a) First Of Her Name has the first clue of the cost of said Methuselah; and (b) what is the ‘pre-preparation party?

11.42pm. Make up spare bed.

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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29 Responses to The Secret Diary Of A First Time FOF; part fourteen

  1. Ritu says:

    Oh, the trials and tribulations!!!

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  2. Sonia Boal says:

    Ah, brilliant. It never fails to amaze me the planning that can go into these shindigs. For my part, I wouldn’t/didn’t have the patience, I have a bit of respect for those that do – but I would lose my mind.

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  3. Spare bed ending was classic. Excellent, Geoff.

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  4. JT Twissel says:

    Great ending Geoff! You gotta watch out for the Bulgarian Pinots.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. willowdot21 says:

    Lol in with Spiro again 💜

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  6. It’s just getting better and better – or in the FoF’s case, worse and worse 🙂

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  7. Elizabeth says:

    I thought the spare bed would be permanently ready by this point in the wedding preparations.

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  8. Norah says:

    Oh wow, pre-preparation party. I thought the preparations had already begun. You might need to empty that Methuselah bottle yourself!

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  9. This is going to be some event

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  10. Jennie says:

    Hilarious, Geoff!

    Liked by 1 person

  11. Widdershins says:

    Oh man, that hole just keeps getting bigger and bigger! 😀

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