The WI and me
I have been meaning to tell you about my recent foray into the Women’s Institute. One day when I was messing about online I stumbled across the site for a new WI in our village. Set up with a younger outlook and after seeing one of the next meetings was to be an Indian cookery demonstration I signed up on a whim.
It was with some trepidation that I set of for the village hall for my first meeting. I had obviously left it a little late as the seats were all but full. I slotted myself in at the back and clung to my iPhone as if it were a life line. The plan for the evening was that the chef would demonstrate how to make pakoras, a chicken curry and a vegetable curry then hand out samples to the meeting. Crucially, the samples were to have been pre-cooked and kept warm in the hall oven. You have guessed of course that the chef cooked for 60 odd women from scratch. And it took a loooong time.
It took on a more amusing tone as the organisers became more and more flustered by the amount of time it was taking. Luckily my neighbour took pity on me and chatted as we watched and waited. The pakoras were ready quite quickly and absolutely delicious (I may have embarrassed myself by having thirds).
When the curry was finally ready I gobbled down a cup like I had been starved all night, well it was very difficult waiting… I’m not entirely sure what I made of the WI. It may have a younger membership than the existing WI but they were still a good decade my senior in most cases. I also kind of want the traditional crafts to be revitalised rather than cast aside completely. So I’m not sure what I’ll make of future meetings but I’m pretty sure these guys won’t be back.
If only I could show you their faces!
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have considered WI myself, but can’t quite face the age thing.
I have thought about the WI but I’m far to shy and cant quite face it… though I have thought about starting a craft-circle of some kind with a friend who works at a pub down the road from me.