I was invited to play tennis for the local builders merchants today - an honor - I now understand. I was the only woman and the only one without a beer belly. The tennis was of a surprisingly good standard. It's a league, amongst the inner circle.
It made me think back, and to the secret talents many people have that they keep well hidden. My father, a New Zealand farmer plays the piano, a mystro no less, which when I was growing up, people found it very hard to belive. He actually used to win money, in bets that he wouldn't be able to play let alone belt out some brilliant classics that Elton John would be proud of!
My Nana - charming lady - worked hard to ensure he had all the right elements to be a young man, yes he can dance well too. So I shouldn't be surprised at the talent of tennis that comes out of the local builders merchant - I now know there will be no challenges to darts or pool.
Posted by Tracey Shirtcliff at September 26, 2004 05:04 PM