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I went to my first auction of promises on Friday. Normally I’m working, making money instead of spending it. It raised over £2000 for the school, I think it mostly goes on their trips to the mainland, with a bit of luck we could lose the kids for a fortnight. I think the first rule should be only one half of a couple attends as there seemed to be a few disputes about how much and what to bid for. I expect Relate to blame these auctions for a lot of their work. As an example there was a coat, allegedly worth £100, so bidding started at £40, and stopped. The initial bidder obviously didn’t want the coat (it was the wrong shape) but wanted to keep the money rolling in. The auctioneer decided to re-offer the coat, starting at £10, so the £40 bidder stuck his arm up again! (Eventually the coat made £15 and went to someone who will wear it) It is difficult to have a domestic argument with a third of the population listening in. I’ve bought two hours of gaelic lessons, I’m wondering if I’ll get away with having them in the pub.
Saturday night I was working so I missed the comedians but everyone who invaded the bar after the show said they were very funny. Wednesday is Paella night and I’m going to my first Christmas dinner of the season next Saturday. Don’t believe anyone who tells you the winter is boring on Coll!