Hi all. Mumsnet Jury needed if you don't mind, I agree to go woth the majority.
Had an e-mail today from someone is Dh's old Carnival Club. Now, if you're not from where we are from then you won't get the scene, so please imagine it takes over your life as much as a religion. Three days a week minimum, all your cash, your friends, the lot.
Anyway, Dh was in this extremely successful club when we met and his whole life, being single and living with his Mum, was based on it. I stayed on the sideleine, something about them I didn't quite like- the way they would talk down to DH, mainly, and the way all the women were cliquey and offy with me (bar 2). They all saw me as an inconvenience also, got in the way of carnival.
Anyway I joined another club with DH, got pg so he went back to the original one whilst I dropped out. Eventually though DH persuaded me to join too, didn't want to but did it for him.
I went to the meetings, spoke up loads and offered to do plenty. Went away for the weekend with them (hated it) and whilst i was away they booted me out, didn't do enough apparently. Pah, did more than DH for sure. At least offered to, messages of help offers, arranging times etc never passed on by this one particular chap.
DH phoned up furious, this chap promised to (he was the captain) to sort it out- he 'suddenly remembered' the offers, messages etc. Well of course he didn't, he went in and lied about me. Dh was there, heard every word and told him what he thought and walked out. We now have a kids club, if Dh sees the old guys around he chats, I walk away (apart from a few people who I know defended me).
I am not a liar and will not be called one.
Anyway, today in my inbox an e-mail from one of the nicer ones asking us to a reunion do next month, invite in post.
Do I: Say no bloody way, never acknowledging them again (which i'd like to but love Dh too much I think)
Let Dh go alone, which would break his heart I suspect, he likes me with him.
Adopt a false grin, go along and sink into the background, miserable as anything.
Spend too much money on a glam outfit (very glam venue), go along and wow them. Except most of their wives look like supermodels and are about 23. Blonde and skinny, the lot of them.
Help!!!!! Don't want to upset Dh but this will be TORTURE!
I'm not great socially, quite shy really, at the best of times.
I realise a lot of this is down to a personality clash: they're more blonde skinny bouncy Anthea Turner types: I'm a scarlet haired, size 12, Kaiser Chiefs, faff free and sarky.