A Big Birthday And the Lib Dems

Tuesday 27th February 2013

I’ve been driving around the countryside with the Gay Mother, otherwise known as Mrs Garnet Edge, looking at social housing. Or anti-social housing, depending on your point of view.

There’s a reason, I won’t go into. We whisked by a development in the official car with Xenon driving lights. Mrs Garnet received a favourable impression. I was reminded of when Beatrice Lillie grasped the Noh Theatre. ‘I looked at it for five minutes. It was quite enough.’ She then launched her own version.

On Sunday, Mrs Garnet took 89 years. Now she is in her 90th year. Never has she bucketed about so briskly drawing curtains etc. We lunched at the village Gastro where the chef recently won a TV cooking competition. Very detailed food, requiring to be studied. No use wolfing down. I had venison suffused with chocolate (faintest hint). Great Aunt Smidge and the Gay Mother poured over their duck breast with intense interest, even summoning the waitress to inquire about the little black sticks. An excellent lunch, though; new and with a halt expertly called well before the frontier with fancification. At another table (or tables) were the whole village lunching for the churchwarden’s 80th birthday.  Someone had sold a farm for £7 million apparently. So the Gay Mother was double-feted by the Vicar and various others she’s known since the 50s. ‘What a war it was!’ a lady cried.

But these Lib Dem women! ‘Why didn’t they slap him?’ the grand dames chorused. I heard one of the unfortunates interviewed on the World at One yesterday. Lord Foxy or whatever he’s called was rather persistent but all he actually did was press up his knee. She said she was going to the ‘toilet’ as a way of pouring cold water on his fevered passion. When she came out, there he was, suggesting a drink in his room. Well, she got out of that, but she was so distressed she needed her daddy. Yes, that’s what she said!

The truth is complaints were made about this unsavoury character and he was got rid of.

What’s all the fuss about?

 

 

Posted Wednesday, February 27, 2013 under Adrian Edge day by day.

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