Now there’s a topic that surely grabs your attention! It certainly grabbed a friend's and mine when we paid $2,000 at a charity auction for the privilege of lunching with a collection of said firemen at a fire station. (FYI – we figured our friends would be happy to pay $200 a head x 10 = $2,000. Lucky we were right!)
Seizing the moment, we arranged the lunch not long after the charity dinner. On the night, I’d already collected 10 names and an interchange bench should any at the top of the list be unable to make the decreed date.
Excitement was rapidly building. Emails from the organisers arrived – no high heels, no skirts, no dresses, perhaps bring a change of clothes and a towel - what??? Excitement was rapidly waning….
So the day arrives, the limo picks us up and we start drinking bubbles - fast. Naturally there’s no drinking at a fire station. We meet the firemen, who are extremely lovely, and one’s wife has prepared us a delicious lunch. We tour the fire station, climb in trucks, get a demo of the jaws-of-life and squirt hoses. So far, so good....
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They then ask us to suit-up to tackle the foam challenge. Any flirtation or glamour from the day suddenly evaporates as we're transformed into huge orange M&Ms, blindly wondering through claustrophobic foam.
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| MWW, staggering out after 10 minutes looking for the exit! |
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| Anonymity maintained ladies!!! |
Anyway, it was a really fun day, all in the name of a good cause and extremely generous of the guys, so we weren’t complaining!!!
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