A few weeks ago someone passing my chair, I am not sure who, whispered “Naysayer” at me in a very aggressive way. Now I can take the thrust and parry at the club as well as any other mem for it usually falls from me like water off of a duck’s back, but not this. This stung. To accuse your Major of punching holes in other’s ideas and plans seems cruel and unusual in the extreme. However after some digging I think I now know why I was so hurtfully singled out.
People are always asking me what I do all day now that I have been put out to pasture, or retired, as others of us like to say. Am I not clouded by a sense of the same old, same old? Somehow because we have moved to Mexico for part of the year, people think all I do is sit in the shade with a bottle of tequila by my side.
I mentioned before that the club is filled with more eccentrics per square foot than anywhere else except perhaps a circus or parliament.
February 2011: Eddy the Realtor has returned from his “break-down” holiday at his father’s home back in Canada and appears to have recovered his equilibrium.
“This club is nothing more than a tedious, irrelevant and frivolous waste of space.”
Many of the mems around me appeared to swoon at this statement from the guest of honour at this week’s rightly semi-famous Speakers’ Luncheon. To say the man was just this side of a nihilist would not be a stretch.
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