|Ah, the magic of elves!|
I dressed for the occasion in Christmas leggings, boots and my favourite purple tutu, and had a great time chatting to people I only get chance to chat to now and then. We should definitely have more of these gatherings.
One of the people I got into conversation with last night was Granville Danny Clarke (look him up here) he's very entertaining, as were all the performing poets. I did take some pics of the poets, but honestly they're not very good, I really must get a new phone, the camera on this one is rubbish. But the selfies came out ok.
|Granville D Clarke et moi!|
|Tina et moi!|
|A flavour of the venue|
In fact it began on Wednesday when David and I had a little trip out to see friends and family. While I had a reunion lunch with old school friends, Dave popped to see his sister. Later in the afternoon I joined them. It was a very special day; a little train trip, and chance to say hello to people we hadn't seen for at least a year.
|Dave, Sister Nan and moi|
|Kathleen, Elsie and moi|
Of course, politics is taking centre stage. Will it be Boris? Or will it be Jeremy? We shall all know by Friday. Will it all be over by Christmas? I think not. Whatever, I shall go and cast my vote on Thursday like the dutiful citizen that I am.
Here's my political poem:
I’m an Angel
Good News! I bring Good News! It’s what I do,
Fear not! The words I bring are just for you.
So harken up! Tonight is born a king,
Good News! Almighty God is stepping in!
Rejoice! I say, rejoice! Be of good cheer!
I bring Good News! Rejoice! Eat pies! Drink Beer!,
Make love! Let all the bells of Barnsley ring!
A declaration of great joy I bring!
Henceforth the powers that be will see the light,
And put an end to all this Brexit shite!
Talk again soon, it's time for tea, gotta go. Byeee!
Love and Hugs