Motus Mentis

5 Comments

1. David Duff says

   I sometimes wish I could remember what I have done at parties. On the other hand, sometimes I wish I could forget!

   Posted March 20, 2010 at 11:42 am | Permalink
2. Malcolm says

   Well, knowing you, David, I have no doubt that you can effervesce with the best of them.

   Posted March 20, 2010 at 11:45 am | Permalink
3. David Duff says

   The little ‘Memsahib’ has another word for it.

   Posted March 20, 2010 at 11:58 am | Permalink
4. Malcolm says

   Ah yes. There’s a special look, also. Know it well.

   Oh well, c’est la vie. Is it our fault that we are natural bon vivants and raconteurs?

   Posted March 20, 2010 at 12:01 pm | Permalink
5. David Duff says

   Raconteurs! Oh dear me, yes, and I think that is the worst because I wake up the next morning and about the only thing I can remember is the sound of my own voice booming on and on.

   I remember years ago, late ’70s, early ’80s, going to one of Ayckborne’s farces featuring the usual collection of lower middle-class couples desperately flashing their new-found prosperity in an effort to emulate the upper middle-classes – this is Britain, you understand – and there was a scene in which the host at a dinner party (we were all big into dinner parties in those days!) got very drunk and proceeded to boom off a long, loud and incoherent speech at his guests. I laughed along with it thinking that it reminded me of someone, and then the awful realisation came – it was me!

   And, oh dear, I’m in danger of ‘Boring for Britain’ again, so I’ll shut up.

   Posted March 20, 2010 at 12:13 pm | Permalink