let's all celebrate and have a good time
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Well, the weekend is over, phew!
Dinner last Friday went off very well. The restaurant/hotel was splendidly organised, and our tables were ready when Beast and I arrived at four thirty to check in to our room and get started. My lovely assistants also arrived early, and between us we had the roundels hung on the side sconces and the table centrepieces sorted *and* the flags alphabetised by six, so we went back to our room to change. At six twenty-eight I realised I had forgotten to pack my pills, so I drove back to fetch them. Was back by... I think five to seven, to find lots of early guests milling about and table places being claimed with flags—the restaurant had splendidly arranged napkins into fans, with an addition paper napkin in gold, very fitting, and an excellent place to set up a flag.
Dinner was tasty, service was better than the usual style we get, which involves waiters trotting about brandishing dishes and asking who wants them: this lot went round and made a list of each course for each table, using the flags.
We had the entertainment session after dessert, as usual. My chorus sang well, and my quartet—one whole week after our first rehearsal—acquitted ourselves nicely. I was the MC (as well as chief decorator and arranger of fun stuff), but it worked out okay, and I also read my Modern Day Matilda poem. It was, in fact, a very pleasant evening, pretty much everything worked as intended, and I think my augmentations of asking them to wear something gold, actual themed decorations, fun little certificates to be given out, including Best Dressed Gent and Lady, and even the meal-choice flags, all added to the atmosphere. Thank goodness!
Even one oblivious chap rolling up five minutes after the set dinner time, without having signed up in advance, picked his menu choices, or paid, didn't matter, because the restaurant staff found him a seat and food without any difficulty. Excellent stuff.
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On Sunday, we both attended the 50th Anniversary Charity Concert, which was mostly Fine City Chorus (men) but a little bit mixed chorus as well. They guys sang beautifully, and it raised a little over £1,500 for Emmaus, which was an excellent and very satisfactory result.
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And this week I am running a belated Macmillan Coffee Morning. Wot I could not possibly have coped with last Friday!
Dinner last Friday went off very well. The restaurant/hotel was splendidly organised, and our tables were ready when Beast and I arrived at four thirty to check in to our room and get started. My lovely assistants also arrived early, and between us we had the roundels hung on the side sconces and the table centrepieces sorted *and* the flags alphabetised by six, so we went back to our room to change. At six twenty-eight I realised I had forgotten to pack my pills, so I drove back to fetch them. Was back by... I think five to seven, to find lots of early guests milling about and table places being claimed with flags—the restaurant had splendidly arranged napkins into fans, with an addition paper napkin in gold, very fitting, and an excellent place to set up a flag.
Dinner was tasty, service was better than the usual style we get, which involves waiters trotting about brandishing dishes and asking who wants them: this lot went round and made a list of each course for each table, using the flags.
We had the entertainment session after dessert, as usual. My chorus sang well, and my quartet—one whole week after our first rehearsal—acquitted ourselves nicely. I was the MC (as well as chief decorator and arranger of fun stuff), but it worked out okay, and I also read my Modern Day Matilda poem. It was, in fact, a very pleasant evening, pretty much everything worked as intended, and I think my augmentations of asking them to wear something gold, actual themed decorations, fun little certificates to be given out, including Best Dressed Gent and Lady, and even the meal-choice flags, all added to the atmosphere. Thank goodness!
Even one oblivious chap rolling up five minutes after the set dinner time, without having signed up in advance, picked his menu choices, or paid, didn't matter, because the restaurant staff found him a seat and food without any difficulty. Excellent stuff.
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On Sunday, we both attended the 50th Anniversary Charity Concert, which was mostly Fine City Chorus (men) but a little bit mixed chorus as well. They guys sang beautifully, and it raised a little over £1,500 for Emmaus, which was an excellent and very satisfactory result.
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And this week I am running a belated Macmillan Coffee Morning. Wot I could not possibly have coped with last Friday!
Tuesday Pinch Hit ✎ Names [DW]
Sep. 30th, 2025 03:39 pmToday's theme is names. Names of people, places, and things. Nicknames, pet names. Code names, aliases. Pseudonyms, noms de plume, stage names. Maiden names, deadnames. Forgotten names, mistaken names. Scientific names. Names passed down over generations. Names to run away from really fast. (That about covers it, right?) Terms of endearment and professional titles/ranks could count toward this theme, besides proper nouns.
Feel free to add specifics to your prompts, like whether you'd prefer a gen fill over something shippy, or if you have a squick or trigger you hope to avoid. Original fiction, fanfiction, and fanfic crossovers are always welcome. ~_^
Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and the fandom's full name
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here. Unfortunately, DW doesn’t have a cut tag, so use your best judgment when it comes to spoilers.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above-mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get things started...
+ author's choice, any (+/ any), memories evoked by the name of their first car
+ Leverage and/or Leverage: Redemption, Alec Hardison + Lucille the van + any, anything involving B.B. King's guitar Lucille
+ The Bear, any + any, someone earns a new nickname
(as if there weren't enough flying around already)We are on AO3! If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3, please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2025 collection. See further notes on this option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Try the community archives (here on LJ or here on DW), where you can find themed and Free For All posts, as well as Sunday posts for Lonely Prompt requests.
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