Tuesday night Kingston Bagpuize village hall. 8pm, picture the scene. A table is creaking, laden down with much of the good things in life, pork pies, sausage rolls and the like to mark the group’s Christmas bash for 2007. A few bottles of wine are in also attendance with suitable soft drinks for the unweened. The newly arrived young members circulate the table resembling the vultures waiting for General Custer to start the battle.
So this is it, every year we sit and cogitate on the year’s efforts, lows, peaks, pitfalls and pratfalls and really just chilling out. I believe ‘chilling out’ is the modern terminology. But wait what’s this? 2007 has not finished yet. Our resident bard is in the corner deliberating with some of the young ones. I naturally thought they were discussing the latest offering by Babyshambles but no, quick as a flash the moment turned from a restful end-of-year shooting the breeze into a hastily put together evening (well I say evening it was probably ten minutes) of entertainment from the aforesaid youthful recruits.
A play reading from the Merchant of Venice, a guitar solo (which frankly was excellent) from a young lad we’ll call Jack and a poem from Philip Larkin.
(He wrote it, he wasn’t reading it by the way)
Well what more could we as a drama group ask for at Christmas. Don’t ask.
Next year beckons and I wonder what 2008 will bring drama wise. The mind quite frankly boggles. In next weeks blog I hope to review 2007 in a little more depth, bet you can’t wait.
A very wise person once said to me, “If at first you don’t succeed, avoid skydiving.”
This I have found has held me in good stead over the years and I pass it on to you with the hope you too take it to heart as I cannot afford to lose any readers.
Another good tip is, if you have ever lent someone £20 and never seen them again, it was probably worth it. Ah such wise words from one so young.
Back to Christmas. It is indeed the season to be jolly and I wish my select group of readers a very happy yuletide and prosperous New Year and thank them for their loyal following.
PS For those who read the comment last week I did educate friend George as to who Chuffer Dandridge is. He is, of course, the nom de plume of a subscriber of wit to the Terry Wogan show. A purely fictional character perhaps but I’m sure he’s based on George. Merry Christmas Chuffer.