Friends in high places
Although I do a good impression of being a full-time housewife, I do sometimes still get invited to events, especially if they’re to do with the wonderful Emirates Airline Festival of Literature.
Last night was such a night and I was pretty chuffed to be able to throw on some glad rags and attend the opening of the Dubai International Writers Centre.
Located in a traditional house in the historical district of Shindagha, the DIWC will offer a year-round programme of writerly events, as well as provide a place of peace where writers can come together to talk about all sorts of literary things (such as how it suddenly becomes vitally important that you iron the duvet cover and clean the skirting boards Now! Yourself! when you’re faced with a blank page and 2,000 words to write).
Guest of honour was none other than His Highness Sheikh Ahmed bin Saeed Al Maktoum.
This morning I told the children all about my evening.
“And guess who was there?” I trilled as I flipped omelettes at 6am. “Sheikh Ahmed!”
“Who’s he?” asked DD.
“Chairman and CEO of Emirates Airline.”
“You mean he’s, like, the boss of Emirates?”
“Well, sort of.”
“Oh wow,” said DD. “Did you ask him why they always forget your veggie meal on the plane?”