Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Sausage Tortillas and bomb damage.





It pours and pours with rain . En route to the rendezvous with men in dark suits the incongruous sight of  a stretched pink Chevy full of tipsy young ladies. The start of office party season.  From the shrieks of laughter emanating from inside we can assume someones having a good time.  

No cabs to be had. A long walk in leather  soled shoes to the dinner venue in a fancy hotel on Park Lane. Near Piccadilly a Polish-Mexican Bistro . What would you eat in a Polish - Mexican bistro ?  Sausage Tortillas ?

The men in dark suits arrive wearing  dinner jackets. This is either because they've been watching too much Downton Abbey  ( " Isn't this the way you always dine in England ? ") or more probably because anything requiring a dinner jacket is IRS deductible. The wives all in black dresses, single row of pearls. The chairmans wife has three rows of pearls. Corporate hierachy.

Half of the serious men wear ' plaid ' bow ties and cumberbuns in decidedly un-Scottish colours and tones . Kind of tartan on an acid trip. Angus has the troubling thought that they look like a rather dour mariachi band. This is presumably not the intention. 

The gents washroom decorated with framed photgraphs of the hotel during the blitz. Scenes of blown out windows and shrapnel damage with cheerful captions like " the bombs may be falling but nothing stops the chefs souffles from rising ". Two German gentlemen read  the captions in silence.

15 comments:

  1. Still no women in dark suits?
    I despair.
    Gail.

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  2. Perhaps they're back at the office running the show ?

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  3. You would have been a sight in the bear/heart jumper at that dinner event!

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  4. Tartans on acid, mariachi band - corporate hierarchy - only you can make a anecedote with these words... wish you made some observations here too... Tree fell on my garden door, but we are o.k. doggies just wondered why their landescape or mapping has changed, back to normal soo. The Southern Italian Crew

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  5. If they were Americans, I can assure you Downton Abbey has had a sartorial influence.

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  6. Can I just say how much this Canadian is in love with Downton Abbey? Okay, now that I have put that out there can I just say how much I enjoy your posts? You have a way with words like no other.

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  7. And what was the imported speaker wearing?

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  8. I hate getting caught in the rain in my leather-soled Belgian Shoes. Tragic!

    I can picture Madame Bay with her head out the sunroof of the pink limo singing at the top of her lungs!

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  9. Polish-Mexican...hmmmm. There is/was a restaurant in a mining town in western NSW called the 'Imperial Jade Chinese Restaurant and Pizza Parlour'.

    XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy

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  10. That sounds like quite the interesting trip!

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  11. I am sure I recall being administered an unpleasant tasting medicine as a child which was the same colour as that limousine.

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  12. i think you should wear your full kilt regalia for these dark suit outings.

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  13. Pierogi enchiladas? Probably best not stopping there before given a long talk.

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  14. My string of pearls given to me by my dad on my 16th birthday has three strands, maybe I should wear them more often...
    Never have I seen a pink stretch limo until now....now I know they really exist.
    I must confess I love Downton Abbey too!!

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  15. My string of pearls given to me by my dad on my 16th birthday has three strands, maybe I should wear them more often...
    Never have I seen a pink stretch limo until now....now I know they really exist.
    I must confess I love Downton Abbey too!!

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