Too busy for lunch

You’d think it would be easy enough to gather up six retired friends for lunch. There’s a nice café over the road from where I live, so not even any cooking required.

But they’re busy. Goodness, this has taken some doing, and I’m really quite pleased about it. These are not little old ladies who have drifted away from full-time employment to sit by the fire knitting.  They’re all past or present members of Soroptimist International of Wellington - a lovely service club I’ve belonged to for more than thirty years now. We raise money for local, national and international projects – and our next effort is on behalf of the new Wellington Children’s Hospital. It's an after-hours get-together at a huge garden centre, with product discounts and a good interesting speaker.  (Quick poster by me - there's always a job to be done.)

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“But I’m on holiday down the South Island for a while,” Paulette said when lunch was mentioned.

“I’ll have to work it around my Dress for Success days,” Bernice informed me.

“Croquet on Thursday, although it’s mahjong through winter.”  That was Wendy.

“I look after my grandson after Pilates that day.”