Lloyd applied for a university scholarship last year and he has an interview tomorrow with the company interested in him. Would be handy for him to get it because it would basically pay all his university fees for the four years of the course. With some left over. Plus you get twelve months guaranteed employment with them.
However, tonight they have an informal drinks night/meet and greet thing for everyone trying for a scholarship of any sort and the people offering them. Mind you thats after a TWO HOUR talk.
And the parents have to go as well. Shit.
I hate that. I don't know why the parents have to have anything to do with it. He's travelled around the world on his own for gods sake, he doesn't need me to hold his hand when he meets these people. And I can't stand the thought that these people might judge the kids by their parents. I know they shouldn't, and probably won't, but you can never be sure. But then I thought if we don't go then it looks like we don't care about it.
So now I have to worry about what to wear that looks suitable. And I have the most terrible hayfever on top of my cold so I have this constant watering eye and nostril and I have to walk around with a mans hanky pressed to my face.
And there will be finger food. It's impossible to talk to someone important and look good when you're eating finger food. Especially when they serve things with snow pea sprouts on it. You can never get your teeth through them and they end up half in your mouth and half hanging down your chin. So I'd better have a large lunch so I don't have to eat.
And I've told Daz to basically not talk to anyone. Except me.
Lloyd has told us to just stand somewhere in case he needs someone to talk to if he runs out of people to mingle with. Hopefully someones mother will get drunk and provide some entertainment.