Maybe that wasn't the best way to describe what happened yesterday... Ah well. I'm going to explain anyway, so it'll become clear.
Yesterday morning, I got to my bus-stop at 08:45, which is early. But it didn't matter, because the bus didn't come. I therefore trudged down to Bont, by about 09:25, having waited (in vain) for the college bus to come, to catch the service bus. Which had left at 09:15. But no matter, as there was another one due at 09:55.
Which didn't turn up.
I was terefore forced to wait until 10:58 for the next one, and it was during this time that I got talking to two old gentlemen who had the same issue as myself.
It turned out that one of them was a tubist, and a double-bassist, and had been the Band-Leader of the Band of the Regiment of Wales. The other was a pianist, heavily into jazz. He owned 4,000+ vinyl singles, and countless vinyl albums, and being a collector, was IMMENSELY knowledgeable about big-bands through the ages.
Needless to say, I immediately hit it off with both men. The hour flew by, far too quickly for my liking. It had improved my day tremendously though, and I kept smiling as I thought about the conversation during the day. Before, I had never thought I'd meet someone who knew who Tommy Dorsey was, liked Bill Haley BEFORE The Comets, and knew Whistling Rufus.
I think the reason I enjoyed so much was the fact that neither of them spoke DOWN to me (although, both being at least 8" shorter than me, it would be impossible in any way other than the metaphorical anyway...). This is my problem with adults, expecially the older generations. We must respect THEM, but can never be respected BY them.
Or so it SEEMED, at least until yesterday.
Now today...
Ab got into Wells.
Need I say more?
It's made me burst with excitement for her, and with pride in her. Even though all I did was tell her to do her best.
After a pretty crappy day, hearing the wonderful news MADE my day.
I love you, Ab.
Well... So concludes another boringly pointless, pointlessly boring blog.
And Ab? Happy to be mentioned this time? You silly girl...
End.
The story about the two gentlemen is lovely, and it's quite refreshing to hear about adults treating teenagers as equals. I guess it was helped along by your obvious brightness and distance from the perceived image of teenagers in the media, but it's nice to hear of people that are not blinded by the stereotype :D.
ReplyDeleteAbi getting into Wells is fantastic, at least from an unselfish point of view XD.
Sam
I think so too, Sam. :) So often, people comform to stereotypes. It was wonderful to meet two gentlemen, both of whom were actually about 17 inside. :)
ReplyDeleteMhmm. From an unselfish point of view.
Even from a selfish one, I'm still immensely happy. :)
What I meant was that I'm sad because Abi's got to leave :(, but really happy cause she's got in and it's an amazing thing for her. :D
ReplyDeleteSam
Ditto.
ReplyDelete:)