|Senior Reunion (standard:humor, 3985 words) [1/5] show all parts|
|Author: Hugh||Updated: Oct 04 2004||Views/Reads: 2427/1516||Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Story of senior citizens going to a reunion. Funny episodes of the seniors.|
Chapter One. Seniorities Annual friendly get together 2003. As we boarded the ferry to Switzerland where we had decided to hold our reunion of old loving friends. And the fact that most of us needed to get our illegal earnings out of the country and into our safe deposit banks in Europe. Switzerland seemed the best answer. Plus I myself was meeting Doreen for coffee. I sat near the window in the café on the ferry. There I watched as my friends arrived. There were twins one looked like Moriarty, and the other Darthvader, both were old men now hard to think what they were like as boys. But when you're old, who cares. The press were there as well; Russell was the Seniority Journalist and was blessed with one of those natural instincts for a story. But not necessarily the right story. But age does that to tired typists. My eyes were drawn to the window once more, with the commotion going on near the ferry gangplank. Poor Kevin I thought to my self, as I watched him getting whacked with handbags from his friends. He never learns I smiled to myself in deep thought. I noticed the boss in the corner of the cafe, he is known as the mad axe man, as he likes to chop people off. He was up to his normal tricks on his laptop. He has never changed since he was a boy, always gumming up someone else's web site. He is easy to spot, he is a teddy boy. He never did buy a new suit. I sipped my coffee thinking of the snow and a bit of ski fun, slipping and sliding down the slopes chasing an American blonde member before breakfast. That was a nice moment in time. Wicked thoughts as well. Once again drawn to the window, as the sound of screeching cars pulled up along the dock by the ferry. Security guards everywhere. Is this the Queen or President Bush I wondered? Soon it became clear. Out stepped Captain ST Bligh, He stood there majestic in his uniform with gold braid all over him. He tripped up on the gang plank and fell on his face, that's odd I thought, as he had two telescopes one on each eye, but when I saw him later that day, I realized they were just horn rimmed glasses, with old prescription lenses. I think he tries to save his pension like the rest of us, and bank it in his numbered account abroad. The hooters sounded and the ferry started to move. With trepidation and a frill combined I sat back and wondered at the marvels of the ships tugs and yachts anchored, as we headed out to sea, and another one of life's adventures beginning. That night, Victor was draining out the wine from a wooden barrel on the back of a French lorry parked in the car bays. Some old ladies from his hag days were sipping up the over spill from the floor. Singing God Save the Queen. It was nice to see them happy and enjoying themselves. All except one that is, she was writing this all down in her files so that she would not forget. After that, she joined in happy. At midnight I had decided to retire to my cabin and a good nights sleep ready for the adventures of the next day. As I entered the lower decks, I noticed the security guards outside Captain ST Blighs cabin. As I passed they were laying out his bed for him. I stopped for a while and pretended that I was reading the ships safety instructions posted on the hallway wall. As I watched amazed, it took over an hour for them to remove his uniform riddled with gold braid. He stood there after that exhausted with the weight of his uniform. As I continued back to my cabin, I dwelled on the thought that it must be very hard being a god. As I turned out my light, I smiled and thought isn't it just grand being surrounded by so many friends and companions. With that thought, and the knowledge that tomorrow I would meet all the members at the dance on the ferry I shut my eyes and drifted into oblivion. I awoke with a startle. The dream fresh in my mind. I have always had the warnings and Click here to read the rest of this story (290 more lines)
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