Sharville Christmas Newspoem 2011
Our greetings, friends. We hope this finds you well
And ready for the news we have to tell.
Another year has passed, the usual mixture
Of new experience and th'odd annual fixture.
Ruth ended the old year without her voice,
For months this lasted, leaving her no choice
But to refrain from singing and not shout
(For Adrian a blessing there's no doubt!)
Three things have dominated this past year:
Two birthdays and some job news. You will hear
Lots more about the birthdays in a mo.
But first, Ruth's job has changed, as most will know.
She knew her job was victim of the cuts,
And so this Spring was full of ifs and buts.
What if she has to travel, or be paid off?
(But better that than simply being laid off.)
In March she got a job offer which she
Accepted. It's a drive, but parking's free.
She knew the office from her previous role.
It's OK, and it's better than the dole...
We went to Chepstow Racecourse for a day
A friend's horse ran. He didn't win - but hey -
We felt like royalty, we had the run
Of all the posh enclosures. It was fun!
We had a break in summer, a "staycation"
One we embarked on with some trepidation,
For it upon the weather was dependant...
The Cricket-fest at Cheltenham was resplendent!
We had the food, the cider, and the sun,
And company of good friends, and much fun.
But just a warm-up for the hols ahead...
But first, the update from the garden shed.
No sweetcorn ripened. Slugs got the courgettes,
And on the beans' success no-one placed bets,
Though in the end no need to worry, they
Sufficed to eat and freeze and give away.
So to the big events. Back in September,
We took Mum on a trip that she'll remember.
We travelled round North Wales, mostly by train,
And barely saw a single drop of rain.
The next day was her birthday - her nine-O
And could there be a better place to go
To celebrate, than up on Snowdon's slopes?
This marvellous trip exceeded all our hopes.
And then there was Saltaire, which fascinated -
A place mill owner Titus Salt created
To raise the standards of accommodation
For workers, and to give them recreation.
So back in Chepstow, Adrian celebrated
His sixtieth birthday. He was duly feted
By friends and family at the Mughal Spice,
Our favourite Indian restaurant - very nice!
Then to the opera Ruth took Vera, seeing
Rameau's "Castor and Pollux" - both agreeing
'Twas well performed - and an unusual show
Which would have worked as well on radio...
So now to Christmas and the usual blend
Of singing, eating, drinking, seeing friends,
Enjoying time together. Hoping you
Will have a joyful Christmas season too.