I have to take ‘Notes’. There is no way I can avoid it! I shall have to buy a ‘Note Book’ and takes ‘Notes’‘ How and why this calamitous event will take place will now unfold.
You have met CoCo in a previous post, he is an absolute delight and very gentle loving dog, however his manners need addressing and consequently I have enrolled him in a course at an exclusive “Puppy & Dog” training school. There is a maximum of only 8 dogs in each class, and if that’s not exclusive then I don’t know what is!
The first class he will not attend, that is for those appointed to do his bidding; in this case the War Office and me. This meeting is scheduled for 6.30 pm Monday 2nd April, and as I lost the toss; (the WO used her double headed penny and I was required to call ‘Tails”), it falls upon me to attend and I have to take ‘Notes’ of the whole proceedings for her benefit, and quiet frankly I have no idea how to go about it; I am at a complete loss 😦
She, the WO suggested I use shorthand; I had mentioned some years ago that I had learned Pitman’s shorthand whilst at school. In 1947/48 some bright spark in the Essex education system came up with the brilliant idea that it would be a good thing for all students in Essex to learn shorthand so that when they went onto tertiary education they would be ideally equipped to take the voluminous notes which would be required.
So naturally I learned shorthand, which I recall I enjoyed at the time, but as my mother decided I would be more useful in the workforce than at university it was of little help and I let it slide.
Now some 64 years later the War Office suggests I start using it again. All I can recall is the pee bee chay jay kay gay eff vee ish & and the “Pa may we all go to & this pen is not much good” bits, therefore I shall be taking ‘Notes’ in longhand for her.
I did suggest that she might like to go and take the ‘Notes’ and after receiving a scathing, withering look I decided that it may be best all round if I go, so in less than two weeks I shall be doing what I least love; take ‘Notes’
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