After reading the email he did a manly shriek and then asked to see it, sure that it was spam. It was an email from the Prime Minister’s office saying that the Prime Minister wanted to have me over for morning tea.
I replied with a very professional and cordial, “Yes, I’d love to attend” and then promptly called everyone I knew. My mother-in-law told my Hubby’s aunt and then news around their little town has spread. I’m sure I’ve reached celebrity status there.
So this morning I made my way across the bridge to Kirribilli House, where the PM lives when she’s in town. Hubby told me, “You have to call her Madam Prime Minister.” I wanted to call her Jules.
I spotted Chrissie Swan earlier in the group and knew I had to speak to her. As the tea ended I made my over, and flustered, “I love you. I have to say hello.”
Julia, the Prime Minister, found us again and Chrissie stopped her to ask a controversial question, “Do you know tuna mornay?” Julia nodded. “Do you put peas in your mornay?” Chrissie asked.
“Yes I do,” the PM replied.
Chrissie does not like peas in her mornay and was not very happy with the response. The rest of the group lit up with laughter.
What a surreal morning. Brilliant, but surreal.
Who is the most famous person you’ve met? And do peas belong in mornay?