I’ve always been grateful my husband never went into politics. Maybe, just maybe, I could have managed being charming and fully dressed on a fairly regular schedule, but introductions have me completely beat. When I meet someone for the first time, I do the whole ‘repeat the name back’ thing and even try creating a picture in my mind with their name. No dice. Seconds later that name is wiped as clean as a school blackboard at 3:15.
Pity poor Mrs. Cameron. All that time shaking hands, asking after each child (by name, no less) of a constituent she hasn’t seen since hubby last ran for PM in 2010. And where did it get her? Frantically rounding up the toothbrushes and Larry the cat’s food bowls.
Last I heard, David Cameron was sticking around for a couple more months to help smooth the Brexit transition. Then out of the blue comes the announcement that today is his last day in office. Now David and Samantha are reduced to calling relatives to see who has a spare room.
Do the furnishings at 10 Downing remain for the next tenant as they do at the White House? At least that will simplify a move so sudden that you can’t help but check to see if the First Couple is being trailed by creditors.
And how does taking up residence at one of these stately homes work? Is it similar to the house we rent every year at Cape Cod? You know, couches (saggy) and dinette set (a bit worse for wear) are provided, but you have to bring your own sheets and towels.
My husband only ever reached the lofty position of Finance Committee in town, thankfully an appointed position. Looks like I came out ahead – we’ll have been in our house twenty years this January.
I heard the cat stays with the house as the official mouser. Either way, the wives of politicians really do not get the credit they deserve, do they.ReplyDelete
I'm with you remembering names. I guess that's why I never became a politician as I can't remember names.ReplyDelete
Kurt Vonnegut said to the effect of "if the President of the US does not try to escape the white house and have to be captured with a net, we should pick a new president."ReplyDelete
I've thought about local or state offices occasionally, but then there is that damn Statute of Limitations that hasn't quite run out yet......
Bless Michelle Obama's heart. She's been a real trouper but politics is so not her thing. We may never hear of her again once she leaves the White House. Who could blame her?ReplyDelete
They probably couldn't wait to get out.ReplyDelete
I could never be a politician or politician's spouse. Having to be on and adept with names and personalities and interests is not my cup of tea or coffee.ReplyDelete
I have to hand it to David. He said "Why should I do all the heavy lifting?" That 'October' ruse was sand in the face to get the opposition moving.ReplyDelete
I've wondered about the furnishings too. Here in Australia when a new Prime minister is elected he moves into his office and straight away changes all the furnishings to suit himself even though he won't be there long. I don't see the point in wasting taxpayers money that way. As for the residence, I believe they supply their own personal linens, sheets and towels etc, but I can't be sure and don't really care.ReplyDelete
Can't help but think anyone actually wanting the job needs a psych evaluation. What a thankless, mind numbing job.ReplyDelete
That said, I do think the furnishings should stay and the newbie just has to make do or if they must change, it comes out of their pocket, not the public's. Ahh, now I feel better.
I can only hope she's more of a peace maker than Margaret Thatcher was. I'm hopeful at any rate. That was sure quick, wasn't it? :-)ReplyDelete
It IS strange how quickly this happened. I thought he was hanging around until October. I suppose since Theresa May was in his government he feels comfortable leaving her in charge and the need for a transition period isn't as strong.ReplyDelete
I simply loved your narration along with subtle sarcasticism.ReplyDelete