The annual conference of The Fall Down and Get Back Up Again Society is in jeopardy this year due to the widespread adoption of cornerless meeting rooms in local rental halls.
At an emergency meeting of the Society’s board last week, they responded to this crisis by voting in a small, cement deer statue as Prime Minister and further resolved to stop acknowledging the existence of each others’ tongues.
I hope they get this all sorted out as I still have fifty buffet tickets from last year they claimed they’d honor provided I limit my usage of the breading stations. Which I will as I never travel without at least half a loaf of split-top bread in my thigh pockets anyway.
As long as they don’t skimp on the butter packets, I’ll be unrecognizable by the time the night’s over. I’ll be fully Sweedish.