Winner of the Betty's Utility Room 2006 Loverman Award
Monday, August 28, 2006
Dancing like my Dad
Well guys, I'm back from the wedding and actually, I enjoyed it. I wore my shoes in the church and then changed into my sandals, handmade by the local man-hating woman's co-operative, for the reception. The wedding went well and the bride looked beautiful. There was a superb Welsh choir singing in the ceremony and to be honest, for a second there, my naturally cynical approach to almost everything almost melted away. The reception was fun too. My youngest son, the best man, who is on the verge of stand-up, had everyone really going with his speech. In the evening there was a great covers band and with only a little help from minor stimulants I actually took to the dancefloor. Of course, I now dance like my Dad so it was important not to stay there too long. It was a five minute token gesture on my behalf, but had there been a little more Quo I would have definitely stayed a little longer - why oh why is everyone so snobby about the Quo - I love them. So yesterday we played cricket in the garden all day long. Such good fun but boy, today I feel like I've been bale-carting for a week. I am knackered.
Born a Roman Catholic but could'nt run with it. Caught the 60s just right - loved every minute of it. Sadly I was not so good at 'free love'.
I have been fortunate enough not to have had a career but when I was thirteen I did have a careers interview. They told me I should go into Forestry. I worked at CBS records for twelve weeks when I was nineteen (as a packer), but since then I have been quite successful in avoiding work. NB. My definition of work is having to do something for money that has no relevance to me and that I don't want to do.