I do, I really do think I have some justification for feeling smug. I have finished writing the minutes of last Monday's zone meeting of the Lions and sent copies to the presidents and secretaries of all the clubs in the zone. OK, so that last little bit was just that - a little bit. As I have the email addresses in my contacts as a mailing group it didn't take very much effort to send the minutes out. Along with an updated copy of the zone diary.
The other job I have managed to complete is also Lions-related, specifically Brighton Lions Housing Society. Did I mention that earlier this year we discovered that we have, albeit inadvertently, been in contravention of some of the rules for about 50 years? Anyway, the chairman and I, in my capacity as secretary/treasurer, decided we should get the rules amended so that we are no longer ultra vires. I have now read through the entire rule book and drafted the necessary amendments. These have been sent to the chairman for his comments before the next meeting of the management committee.
And on Monday I mowed the lawns front and back, including the verge. Just as well, I did it on Monday as we have had showers both yesterday and today.
Another mot juste I heard the other day. I'm told this is an old Finnish saying.
Grandchildren are the dessert of life.
ABroad mentioned in a comment that she wants to visit the Royal Pavilion here in Brighton. I have posted pictures of the exterior before but never of the interior. Photography inside it not permitted, so here is a picture of a postcard showing the banqueting room.