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The GRIPEVINE
We’ve lost: dogs, cameras, keys, phones, saws, post and a tortoise, sometimes our sense of humour, quite often the plot and, on occasion, the will to live. We’ve found: cats, dogs, rabbits, chickens, fault, favour, it hard to believe, and the time to read over 1,600 emails since its inception. We’ve been invited to: balls, talks, working parties, quizzes and
wine tastings We’ve raised: concerns, money for good causes, alarm bells, eyebrows, hackles, blood pressure and, hopefully, the odd smile. We’ve sought: plumbers, dressmakers, roofers, builders, translators, electricians, dog walkers and, personally, solace in drink. We’ve been driven: nuts by NATS, to distraction with oil prices and, it seems, into inanimate objects. We’ve praised: the postmen, Pauline and PCSO Roche. We’ve given: sponsorship, advice, in and up (but not out, as far as I know). We’ve taken: time to help, the mickey and umbrage once or twice. We’ve been: amused, confused & bemused, told off, warned off, tipped off and pissed off. We’ve been outraged by outages, furious at fireworks and rendered apoplectic by aeroplane noise. We’ve got rid of glis glis, carried away, the wrong end of the stick and the right ar*e. It’s been a source of amusement, delight, irritation, and dinner party chatter. And, if you’re still reading this, it seems we’ve all got SOMETHING out of the Grapevine!
Janet Hopkinson |