Well i survived.
As i pulled on the car park of the village hall i could see that the scottish dancing was about to start. Damn, i thought, the high point of the night.
Anyway i walked into the foyer and first of all i saw sister depressive, we'll call her. She was sitting in the foyer as she doesn't like crowds. "hello, how lovely to see you" she says. I exchange pleasentries, then try to get my kids attention without actually going into the hall. Luckily, or should i say fortunately, my son saw me. While waiting for them, who should spot me but elder sister groper, you kow the type, depressive wife, you just know he aint getting it at home, so he hugs all the sisters.
Anyway elder sister groper makes a bee line for me, shakes my hand, 'how are you?' he says, 'lovely to see you', yeah right, then why do you walk past me in the street i thought. He stands there without much to say. Then looking at me is sister reinstated, she doesn't come over to my shock. How many times did i speak to you when i saw you, before your reinstatement i thought. Didn't really expect her to speak though.
Then who should come into the foyer to talk to sister depressive but sister always happy, she ignored me for a bit, then says "hello digderidoo, didn't see you standing there", yeah right i've been 2 feet from you for at least 3 minutes.
Anyway i gathered my kids, survived the ordeal and even came out with a doggy bag! Can't be all bad. Phew!!
Paul