March Madness

Is it just us or was anyone else wondering if the March “special” occasion days would ever end?

We don’t want to be a party pooping killjoy, as that’s what we pay our MP for, but we are sensing an increase in these days and fear that the calendar will soon be left bereft of any “normal” days.

Obviously, we were as sad as everyone else to have missed out on the very special day scheduled for March 29th and have even revised our New Year’s Resolution of not mentioning the B word (see Resolutions Solutions) until……err whenever but, seriously, March was way too full of these days (even weeks) set aside for………. stuff!

We had Pancake Day a little later than usual which caused conflict with us giving up pastry pleasures for Lent due to it being British Pie Week.

A really nice pie we won’t be eating during Lent.

On top of that along came World Book Day and International Women’s Day.

Not that we’re knocking either of them. We saw hordes of Hermiones, masses of Matildas and groups of Gangsta Grannies. But enough of our Thursday night in The Peahen, we at AL3 applaud anything that gets children to reed cos it helps with spulling innit.

Alice and her posse were off to the Peahen.

Seriously, by the time all of this had hit us, we were thinking of looking for respite with some Special Occasion Day Ignorance Therapy or booking a Get Over National Awareness Days Session!

But, before we knew it, along came National Butchers Week which strangely coincided with World Kidney Day (although we have since learnt that it may have not been that kind of kidney).

Steak and not that kind of Kidney

Just to top it off and in case it was all so stressful it had you reaching for the Woodbines, they threw in No Smoking Day!

Madness in March.

Thankfully today is free from any such worries and we can move in to April and focus on the important stuff like National AL3 WTF Day on April 1.

STOP PRESS – we have just been informed that not only are our clocks wrong but that it may also be wise to obtain some flowers and chocolates from the Shell garage on our way back from our lunchtime session at the King Will. How strange? We’ll update when we find out more.

Must dash.

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