SEPTEMBER LONDON

[Hullygully]

someone organise it

Go on

I've texted her with a link to here
I'm getting quite excited now!!

Damn pseudo South-Africans dragging people all round London in the middle of the night

I'm relying on you doing it again Annie

Not me not me it was HER!

The other pseudo-South African. The tall one, not the stubby little one!

Hahahahahahaha! Hearts - I've added you into the FB group now.

That sounds pretty reasonable

Can't fail, Maryz.

Hmm maryz, it might not work like that.

When I told DP I said 'look, all these people are real, I have been talking to them on here for yonks, and LOOK at the facebook page, all normal looking women'.

This may not work with our current FB page with pictures of bottles of wine, glasses of gin and a picture of an old farmer.

Funny you should say that GetOrf, I showed my H the FB page, and he said "How do you know any of them are women? Look, that ones a farmer!" Told him I would take my chances!

Both my dc have told me the Internet rules of not meeting people.
I just said there were lots of us, possibly lots of hairy handed truckers, but still a crowd

Wine / nose Gertorf. (similar to head /desk)

at 'look, that one's a farmer'

I only put that there as the only picture of the real me I have on this laptop is a picture of me at a concert, plastered.

Trust me. The first MN thing I went to I got the look from DP.

He couldn't understand that I wasn't going in to meet a pit of hairy handers. Even though it was a MN sanctioned thing

My DH doesn't understand MN at all to honest, let along meetups

Yes - I'm the bossy leader of women who directs people with ups and downs at 2 am. Annie is my smaller and wiser side kick friend. But height and volume beat diminutive wisdom in top trumps.

Maryz I'll come and meet you at the airport. Which one will you be flying into?

I'll be encouraging DH to go and see to his mother in the frozen north that weekend and then I won't tell him anything. If he's around I shall be having supper with girlfriends. We will have a conversation like this:

Me: You remember I'm out tonight
DH: Yes
Me: So that's OK
DH: Where are you going
Me: Town
DH: Who with
Me: Some mums
DH: Ok - sounds tedious - don't drink too much.

I have put poss Christmas Committee drinks - Macmillan, so he doesn't book anything for both of us.

Mine doesn't either Maryz . He would think I had lost my marbles.

Could we get Justine to provide some kind of reassurance?!

Perhaps we could ask her to write your DH a letter, confirming that we are all trustworthy?