December : Christmas Thoughts 14

Christmas 1989: The first Christmas I was back home in Poole and working for the bank.

One of the girls in the office was really excited because of the forthcoming Christmas party.
It had been a long time since I’d attended an office party, but the bank only catered for staff not partners then, so I was a little anxious at attending it.

The hotel venue was one of the poshest in the area (it has since been demolished and the site home to over 300 new houses) so naturally I felt I ought to wear a posh frock.
I had several dresses in those days, one of which I called ‘Old Faithful’ because I’d had it years, it was comfortable and still smart, and it was what every girl should have in her wardrobe, a LBD. It had what was termed a scarf hem (dropped sides) and a caped bodice, trimmed in pink, so versatile for any occasion without being OTT.
lbdEverything was paid for by the bank, including 50 raffle prizes ranging from £500 in value to a box of toffees, two bottles each of red and white wine were on the tables, all drinks for the evening were covered, and taxis home were provided afterwards.

The table plan had been arranged by the organisers, so different department staff, managers, directors and messengers were all mixed together during the meal, and you would socialise with your friends afterwards.
It was an interesting experience, and a bit of an eye opener for me, who, in my naivety, thought the head honchos were all stuffed shirts and snobs.
dinner dressThey were hooligans!
Food fights, whistling balloons, poppers and beepers going off at all angles, and the amount of alcohol consumed was amazing!
It was actually a terrific night and a lot of fun.
I won a large jar of chocolates in the raffle and went round offering them to everybody.
I danced until I could dance no more, I drank plenty…………… of water on the rocks with a dash of lime, and when I got home at 2am, I was totally and utterly shattered.

In later years, drinks were by voucher and we were each given ten.
I had a bit of fun wearing a fireman’s helmet one year, and another time, dressed up to the nines in my new posh frock and a fake fur coat, I offered my lift home fifty quid for a good time.
No-one knew it was Hubby, so there were a few very wide eyes as we pulled away!
On another occasion, one of the messenger approached me sheepishly on the following Monday and asked if he needed to apologise to me.
When I asked him why he thought he should, he said he could vaguely remember the party but not exactly if he behaved himself.
I had him worried for ten minutes when I said was that before or after he climbed up on the table for a lap dance? He went white, so I had to tell him I was only joking.
ben-affleckImage:  Ben Affleck and Sandra Bullock  ‘Forces of Nature’

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Retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination, loves to cook, favourite food everything especially chocolate and jelly babies. Best friends are Hubby and Dog, Bro, MSM and our Dominoes Friend aka MOH (and his dog). Also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours but times change and we are once again house hunting.
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12 Responses to December : Christmas Thoughts 14

  1. Bernadette says:

    It is good to remember those fun times that made us laugh.

  2. scifihammy says:

    These end of year parties can be quite stressful – especially for the partner invited along to a works do. I think you had the right idea – just have some fun. 🙂

  3. Oh, sounds like a lot of fun! I love a good holiday party.

  4. Ahhh….they don’t have parties like that anymore. Booze, food, dancing…sigh. Later in my career after I moved into Human Resource work, those parties were a nightmare. If I saw something inappropriate (like canoodling amongst execs and underlings) I had to address it. It was my job. I often left very early (and everyone breathed a sigh of relief to see me go.) And yes, there was one time when I had to tell our Chief Financial Officer to keep it in his pants.

    • Haha! Working in the finance dept, I never actually saw the bill for the parties, BUT those that did (opposite side of my office) were excellent at letting us know how many people were booked in to a room on expenses! Liaisons between the London staff and our office were commonplace.

  5. Love this story, especially the 50 quid part (though, as an Amurican, I have no clue how much that makes the Prepper worth!)…what a fun read, love you guys!

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