Sunday 25 March 2007

How the others live

A mate from work invited some of us round to his girlfriend's parents house on Friday night to celebrate his birthday.

All very grown up with nibbles, drinks, meal and even tea and coffee at the end. Anywhere that serves tea and coffee at the end of a meal is quite fancy for me. I don't get out much.

Anyhow, his girlfriend's parents are vets. My thoughts on vets extend as far as 'Animal Hospital' with Rolf Harris. I think of a vet and I see Rolf's face cheerily nattering away as a budgie's put down or something. Rolf's happy ways neglected to mention that vets are rich. Very. No wonder he was so happy to hang around them for so long. I'd do the same thing.

The house was stunning, leaving all the guests in awe, making us think long and hard about our own pathetic shoeboxes that we live in. Indoor swimming pool? Check. Floor level lighting? Check. Beds with metal leaves overhanging? Obviously.

I'm now incredibly jealous. If only I'd thought longer about sticking my hand up a cow's jacksy during the careers advice sessions at school...

4 comments:

Jag said...

Ah but for how the other half live. I long to have something I could call a garden let alone an indoor swimming pool that's three times bigger than my back yard!

A Simple Man said...

The pool was rather grandiose. There were tennis courts too but I drew the line at snapping those. I didn't want to feel any more like 'The Little Man' than I already did!

Idiosyncratic man said...

Gr8 read. You have many unknown talents...only thro pokin my nose in your face (facebook), i am able to trip across this.

look 4ward to more...

Some great insights into how the other 1/2 live...

teachers and vets um.....im sure your colleague was intrigued to ride in your immaculate car even with those 3 point turns.

Good road sense?

A Simple Man said...

Glad you approve, idiosyncratic man. Great name, by the way.

Now, what I like about both my blog and flickr site is that they're anonymous. You haven't left your real name here either, so the quest begins for me to guess who you are through the only common link that we have - the dreaded facebook!

As for my car being immaculate - you may have just given yourself away...