Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

The Village Flower Show

The hottest day of the year. We went into a marquee which was even hotter- and looked at plates of potatoes and bunches of flowers and displays of childrens art and things like that. I was pushing my mother in the wheelchair and she was taking an interest. I tried to take an interest too (honest) but my persona wasn't having it.

Coming home we encountered Lee standing by an open-topped vintage car which if I cared about cars I'd have envied. She'd been to the flower show earlier. "Wasn't it wonderful!" she said.  I let my mother answer. If I'd have been compelled to answer I might have said, "Compared to what?"

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