SMALL HIGHLIGHTS
Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 2:46 pm
SMALL HIGHLIGHTS
Funny how small happenings tend to make your day,
just little highlights to help you make your way,
for instance, last Monday when I went to the Tip
or Willawong Transfer Station in political correctness lip,
I backed my trailer to the pit straight and on first go,
quite an achievement, nervous reversers would all know,
and then to make things better, when the load was weighed
100 kilos on the knocker, one voucher only paid.
Next stop was the bank where the queue is mostly long,
walked straight to the Teller, nothing could go wrong.
Exiting the bank to a prearranged meeting
with spouse who’d been shopping for bedroom sheeting,
lo and behold, wonders never cease
we’d both arrived together, my status gauged “at peace”.
What a day, a quadrella and this all prior to noon
oh, if all episodes, with this day they could attune.
Cynical observers may query the delight
that clearly mundane deeds get to fly my kite,
perhaps the adage “get a life” should apply to me,
should reversing a trailer be cause to make whoopee?
Yet, it’s taken years to learn to back the damn thing straight
specially amid Tip traffic where precision does dictate.
And try and get some service, be it bank or other business place
unless you’re a shareholder providing help is a disgrace.
So, maybe simple pleasing deeds aren’t as trivial as they seem,
possibly more important than the questioners may deem.
Life’s not froth and bubble, as many of us realise,
what’s the harm in celebrating things that stabilise.
The stresses we face all the time can surely grind us down,
better to meet our days with pleasantries than a frown
then you’ll find your shoulders are free of any weight
and get a great big kick out of backing a trailer straight.
Jeff Thorpe © 16 September 2014
Funny how small happenings tend to make your day,
just little highlights to help you make your way,
for instance, last Monday when I went to the Tip
or Willawong Transfer Station in political correctness lip,
I backed my trailer to the pit straight and on first go,
quite an achievement, nervous reversers would all know,
and then to make things better, when the load was weighed
100 kilos on the knocker, one voucher only paid.
Next stop was the bank where the queue is mostly long,
walked straight to the Teller, nothing could go wrong.
Exiting the bank to a prearranged meeting
with spouse who’d been shopping for bedroom sheeting,
lo and behold, wonders never cease
we’d both arrived together, my status gauged “at peace”.
What a day, a quadrella and this all prior to noon
oh, if all episodes, with this day they could attune.
Cynical observers may query the delight
that clearly mundane deeds get to fly my kite,
perhaps the adage “get a life” should apply to me,
should reversing a trailer be cause to make whoopee?
Yet, it’s taken years to learn to back the damn thing straight
specially amid Tip traffic where precision does dictate.
And try and get some service, be it bank or other business place
unless you’re a shareholder providing help is a disgrace.
So, maybe simple pleasing deeds aren’t as trivial as they seem,
possibly more important than the questioners may deem.
Life’s not froth and bubble, as many of us realise,
what’s the harm in celebrating things that stabilise.
The stresses we face all the time can surely grind us down,
better to meet our days with pleasantries than a frown
then you’ll find your shoulders are free of any weight
and get a great big kick out of backing a trailer straight.
Jeff Thorpe © 16 September 2014