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June 07, 2010
Filed Under (Partytime) by Keith on 07-06-2010
Their home is a very nice detached house in the suburbs with a beautiful garden. Two cars on the drive. His, a Mercedes, and hers, a convertable BMW. First impressions give one the idea that they are well to do, with well paid jobs. The party was well under way when I began to suspect that all was not as it seemed. Ken, Arthurs son, was a little bit pissed even before we arrived and it seemed that during the evening he wanted to confide in me for some reason (because of my kindly face?). He told me that he had lost his job because the boss didn’t understand him, his wife was also unemployed and had several lovers on the side; as he had! It turned out that the cars weren’t paid for, he had a big mortgage and was behind with the payments, and the truths just kept pouring out of his drunken mouth all evening. The highlight of the evening was when the “grass” came out and almost everybody lay around puffing the filthy stuff and telling dirty jokes in a high pitched voice. It was at this point I left in disgust. I had to drive Arthurs car back to Earl Shilton because he was in a drunken stupor in the back. Some bloody party that was! No, I didn’t indulge in the drinking, smoking and, I suspect, the group sex going on upstairs. I do have morals, which is more than some of the present generation seem to have anymore. Athur did ask me the next day not to breathe a word about the goings on the night before, so to respect his wishes I promised that I wouldn’t blog about it. This is why I have changed all the names and location to protect the guilty. Forty years ago (Shit! Is it that long?) we, that is my generation, would never dream of behaving like that at a party. Well, maybe just a tinsy-winsy bit, but at least we weren’t fat, unemployed, up to our neck in debt, drinking to excess, taking drugs and groping every girl in sight. Looking back now I think my generation missed out on a lot of things, damn it! In my younger days being gay was against the law, now it is accepted and condoned, and with our new Government I suspect it won’t be long before it’s compulsory. We’re all doomed I tell you, this lot are going to be running the country soon.
13 Comments posted on "Times are a’changing!"
Comments:
helen on June 8th, 2010 at 7:06 am #
I know people like that keith, all show. No one wants to save for anything anymore. Some people are like 3 year olds ‘I want it and I want it now’ and ‘I can if I want to’ I blame the parents
Bart on June 8th, 2010 at 8:30 am #
You’re just moping because you forgot to bring the Viagra
Keith on June 8th, 2010 at 8:46 am #
Helen: Maybe I’m not “progressive” enough for some people. I’m always being told that I have to “move with the times”, but I prefer to live my life the way I was taught, which seems to me infinitely better than the present generations. Bart: What’s “Viagra”? If it’s like Pastis then I would enjoy it!
Pat on June 8th, 2010 at 10:20 am #
It all sounds a bit sleazy to me. You were wise to leave when you did IMO.
Invader_Stu on June 8th, 2010 at 11:12 am #
Are you sure you didn’t just wonder on to the set of Eastenders by mistake?
johng on June 8th, 2010 at 6:58 pm #
Don’t remember the 60′s then?
Anji on June 8th, 2010 at 7:53 pm #
Just yesterday my son told me that in statistics they had learnt that 1 in three Brits go to work with a hangover at least three times a week. I think that a lot of the drinking must be due to the lifestyle you’ve just described. They’ve lost their direction,they’ve got nothing left to look forward to. It’s very sad.
Kevin 'In Salford' on June 8th, 2010 at 11:08 pm #
There’s nothing worse than the working-class snobs! I know, ‘cos there’s plenty of them here in Monton Village, Salford, Manchester, in their cosy half to one million pound Victorian four bed semi’s and detached with en-suites which cost silly amounts of money to heat let alone run. All for ‘show’. And they probably all have massive debts. And I’m sure I live a far happier life than they do. Anji – some years ago I was in that situation myself, and it was more due to work pressures than anything else. I got to the point where in work it seemed as though everyone was coming at me at the same time, and it became impossible for me to constructively organise my working day. The winding down process at home in the (late) evening included several alcoholic drinks……… Danger!
Blazing on June 8th, 2010 at 11:50 pm #
I bring bad news from the front, sire. They are already running the country. The lot we have just elected now are making us pay for the way the banks were allowed to behave under the lot we just booted out. I’m afraid the Kens’ have been shafting us for a long time now. Trouble is, we are too old for revolution. We are reliant upon the sons and daughters of Kens’ to save us.
sablonneuse on June 9th, 2010 at 3:19 pm #
So if they read this post they won’t recognise themselves?
Keith on June 9th, 2010 at 9:00 pm #
Sandy: No, none of them know that I’m on t’internet, let alone that I have a blog!
Anji on June 11th, 2010 at 6:44 pm #
Kevin: I hope that I didn’t offend you. I know only too well that there are many reasons why people start drinking too much.
Kevin 'In Salford' on June 12th, 2010 at 11:18 pm #
Anji, no I wasn’t offended in any way. Post a comment
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