She actually arrived on the day before the party and pitched her tent in the paddock. I had to smile because she also brought a fold up bed with her, and a mattress, and her bedding from home. It was only a small tent but she made it very comfortable. At least it looked comfortable, I never got to try it out! As you know I am a true gentleman. Such a thing never crossed my mind. Until just now that is. Trying out the bed I mean. On my own obviously. Not with Meanqueen in it. Oh blimey, I think I shall shut up about the bed! Before I get myself into trouble.
|Ilona writing her blog.|
Her name isn't really Meanqueen. It's Ilona, but it doesn't sound like it looks, and I couldn't get it right. Not many people can apparently. So anyway I just called her 'Oi you' most of the time. No I didn't. That's me being silly again.
We went to an open mic event that night, and I was surprised when Ilona insisted on buying the drinks, because her blog is all about saving money and living as frugally as possible. Well not all about that, but it is the basis of her blog.
I follow her blog because I am absolutely hopeless at saving, always have been, but paradoxically I am interested in how to live frugally. Anyway she insisted on buying me a drink, and when I had recovered from my faint, I accepted her kind offer. Let me tell you drinks in pubs are not cheap.
The truth about her blog is that she does not like to live beyond her means, but she is not mean at all. She has a nice car and she treats herself to the things she really enjoys. But only when she can afford them. You can read all about it here http://meanqueen-lifeaftermoney.blogspot.co.uk.
|Ilona chatting to me and Alan.|
The pub we went to was noisy and it was difficult to talk properly but I was able to introduce her to one or two people who would be at my party. The next day I was preoccupied with party arrangements and we never had much time to talk then either, but she did come with me to the shop when I went to get party stuff. Despite her keep saying, "You don't need that" and "You don't need this." I did manage to buy what I wanted. But I noticed she was looking at prices very keenly.
And then it was the party. I was busy mingling, but I kept an eye on her and she seemed to be having a good time. He is married by the way Ilona, that tall chap you kept next to. Don't think I didn't notice.
The next day she had arranged to meet an old friend of hers, so it was time to say goodbye. I felt genuinely sad to see her go.
This time we chatted away like old friends for several hours. Well actually she nattered away and I occasionally managed to get a word in. But it was lovely, and now I know all about her. Don't worry Ilona, your secrets are safe with me!
I don't care who knows it, I think you are lovely. Definitely not mean.