General Chat

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I'm starting to be like that, Maggie :-D

Allan, you've reminded me of why I like to stay at home :-D

I don't know about a sitcom, but I could certainly write a sitdis......situation disaster :-( :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

Try this for a laugh, and I do promise to finish it soon

http://www.genesreunited.co.uk/boards/board/general_chat/thread/1241232

Allan :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

Brilliant Allan, you could write a sitcom. Can't wait for the next episode.

Jem, laugh........I did the crying ;-) :-( :-D :-D :-D :-D

Now you know why I included natural stupidity in the title of the thread :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

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I don't know whether to laugh or cry, Allan!!!

So :-D :-D :-D :-( :-( :-( :-D :-D :-D :-( :-( :-(

Take your pick! ;-) :-D

We have experienced both no dinner and 2 dinners :-)


Invited at 6 pm for dinner ............. a common time here, means dinner will be about 6:30 pm or 7, never later.

OH absolutely bound and determined that his boss had said "dinner"

so ....................... nibbles, small bits of cheese, crackers, dining table not set

4 guests, 2 hosts

nothing else appeared

we made excuses and left at about 8 pm ............. along with the other guests.


Luckily we'd been busy, neglected to have lunch, so we'd opened a can of soup at about 5 pm, heated it up and shared it



Invited at 7:30 pm ......... very late for a dinner invitation, usually drinks and snacks.


so, we ate at about 6 pm



Dinner served at 8:30 pm

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So out comes the chicken and salads, places are set at the table for seven complete with knives and forks. There are eight of us in the room!

Nibbles? Finger food?

OH joined them at the table, but I had taken the hump, and said that I was fine where I was. One of our dips was produced, together with some crackers. In the meantime the chicken and salads had been served up.

I’m still waiting for the nibbles and/or the bread rolls, and there didn’t seem to be much chicken on the table.

That was soon explained when one of the women asked what time check-out was the following morning.

Nobody was sure and the woman said that she would take a chance and come back to the unit after the Service so that she could make chicken rolls with the second bird we had seen, so that the occupants of the unit could have them on their homeward journey.

We were not occupants of the unit

At six-thirty, three of the members left for the Men of Songs performance, and that left five of us. What a wild night it was going to be!

Having only had one extremely small piece of chicken, with no salad because there was none left, I ended up having a bit of dip on the biscuits. My exciting and exotic food consumption for the day consisted of one meat pie consumed outside the Church (a good job it was Saturday, not Friday) four or five biscuits and dip and a microscopic piece of chicken.

I pleaded tiredness, and said that it had been a long day and I just wanted to get to bed, so at nine o’clock we left.

The final nail in the coffin came as we were driving past the Indian Restaurant which I thought that we’d be visiting: the staff were just closing for the night!

Bl**dy typical!

There's more, Maggie, but it will have to wait until later today :-D :-D

OMG, didn't the floor have the decency to open up?

OH asked if I wanted a coffee at the local café. I said no…..big mistake!

Back to the cottage, still no one there. OH phones the member, who informed her that four of them were in the café we had so recently been sat outside, having a coffee! OH was told that the key for the unit was behind the rubbish bin and to let ourselves in, which we did.

The key had been ‘hidden’ as two further choir members were staying there who were at the later rehearsal and weren’t sure what time they would arrive.

We put our shopping in the kitchen, where we noticed two barbequed chickens and store-bought salads, together with several bread rolls

Being inquisitively nosey was also saw three bedrooms set up dormitory style with a double bed in one and three bunks in each of the other rooms.

About 15 minutes later, the four choir members from the café returned, followed a few minutes later by the other two male members who had been rehearsing with the Bunbury Men of Song.

Firstly, the saga of the cottage, or unit. It seems that as people associated with three groups had been in Albany since Wednesday plus some of the production people for the Aladdin show, they decided to hire the unit and as people from the Aladdin show returned to Bunbury, they would be replaced by other Choir members. This was very reminiscent of some of the lodging houses mentioned in George Orwell’s ‘Road to Wigan Pier’

By now there were eight of us in the unit, and I casually asked when the others would be turning up.

What others? This was it, and even then when three of them had had something to eat they were off to the actual performance at the Baptist Church.

Next thing there was a scurrying of activity in the kitchen as one of the chickens was carved and put on a serving plate, together with the salads. I did overhear one of the woman say ‘A, and her OH have bought their own food’

No we hadn’t, we’d bought things to share like a cheese platter four different dips and two large packets of crisps.

And I’m still waiting for the rest of the nibbles to turn up

........waiting in trepidation here.......

uh oh


I think I know where this is heading :-D

Totally agree, Sylvia, which is why the last couple of trips have been so disappointing.

I would have loved to go to the ANZAC Dawn Service there, but all accommodation was fully booked:-(



The Meal

I must give some background to the next debacle that occurred last Saturday as it may help explain a few things.

Bunbury has a few Musical groups of various types, but for the moment I will concentrate on just three of them: these are

The Bunbury Young Voices, which is a choir for children up to about the age of 16 or 17

The Bunbury Men of Song, which is an all-male ensemble

The Bunbury Catholic Diocesan Liturgical Choir, which performs at Churches throughout The Catholic Diocese, which covers an extensive area.

There is a degree of interaction between the three groups, for example, some of the Liturgical choir are also in the Men of Song and/or have children in the Young Voices.

However, all three groups have the same Conductor/ Musical Director, whose immediate family is also involved with all three choirs.

Either by design or co-incidence, all three were performing at Albany last week-end. The children were doing a Musical Production of Aladdin on the Friday Night, The Men of Song were singing at the Albany Baptist Church on Saturday evening and the Liturgical Choir at the Albany Catholic Church at the Sunday Mass. Thus two choirs both had rehearsals on Saturday afternoon.

The Liturgical Choir were first, for about ninety minutes, followed by the Men of Song later in the afternoon. The Two venues are relatively close to each other.

Now before going to Albany there had been talk about the members of the Liturgical Choir getting together for a meal on the Saturday night, but no concrete proposals were made and as our journey started the idea seemed to have fizzled out.

So OH and myself talked about going to a local Indian Restaurant on the Saturday night.

On returning from rehearsals at about 4.00pm OH said that there was to be no meal as such but that we had been invited back to one of her Choir member’s place of temporary abode at the CWA cottages.

I reminded OH about OUR plan to go for an Indian.

OH implied that she had already accepted and that we could grab a Subway Sandwich. When questioned further, OH ‘thought’ that the others would be having nibbles and such like.

I suggested that if the others (and how many others?) were having nibbles it might seem stand-offish if we were to appear with a sandwich each. So off we trotted to the Supermarket to buy some dips, biscuits etc.

Next question; what time? Oh, about 5.00’ish

As it was already 5.00pm we decided to go to straight to the site.

5.15. No one home, so we decide to go for a short drive to the beach. By this time the wind had strengthened and it was getting dark, not to mention cold.

OH asked if I wanted a coffee at the local café. I said no…..big mistake!

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Albany is a lovely place though :-)

The story itself is simple although the Genesis is rather complex.

I think that the next time anyone mentions going to Albany I'm going AWOL