Uh Oh. We are driving to a drinks party at 12 noon and I get my diary out. He is driving. We were introduced to a local couple- end of Sept. I have asked them to lunch between Xmas and New Year I did not tell Old Father Thames this until today.
Both of us, in the car, Sunday lunch party in finery all about to go out and be jolly.
“I was thinking of asking the (blank blanks) to lunch end of December.”
Him. Significant pause “I shouldn’t bother if \i were you”
Me. Pause “Oh! why not?”
Him. Long significant pause. “Because things are not going at all well between us.. This is hardly the time to be making new friends”
Me: Unphased. “Oh! well, I’ll just ask them myself then”
And I will.
Is this the tartare sauce moment?
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