Why parties are such hard work

The author has expressed his views about parties

It is another evening in our household. “I’m bored,” says my wife over the phone, “I need to go to some party, any party.” Her tone suggests business. I waive aside any considerations of returning home to snuggle under the covers of the bed with the dog for company and a drink by the bedside. Instead, I dispatch a handful of invitations with the driver so she can choose the one (and hopefully no more) that will offer her an evening’s entertainment. She arrives at the appointed hour with a jacket for me to change into, while I struggle to