Jaqui's Daily Blog

Exhausting Chat, Inspiring People and Being in Denial

I only just caught the bus this morning; apparently the kind woman boarding the bus before me pointed out to the driver that I was chugging along the pavement.

"I still had to wait," grumbled the driver, crossly, so I did a bit of grovelling to make him feel better. I have always found a Bit Of Grovelling can work wonders and, let's face it, I'm not proud. As I climbed off my knees (metaphorically speaking, you understand) I saw my dear friend Eleanor gesturing madly at me from near the rear of the bus. Excellent!

Eleanor is meeting friends for coffee and tells me she is preparing herself for an exhausting conversation. I know what she means. In fact, you probably do too. We all experience, from time to time, the company of friends with so much to say, in so little time, that there is no chance of anyone else getting a word in edgeways. In short, exhausting. Fortunately true friendship transcends imminent exhaustion. Especially when, as in Eleanor's case, the coffee will be worth it.

My first stop in town was a check-up at the dentist with my very own Tooth Fairy aka Julie. It seems I have an infection at the root of one tooth which may or may not require antibiotics and which, if the tablets fail to work their magic, could involve me in referral to a specialist, root canal and gum surgery and a £900 bill. I rather wished I'd joined Eleanor for coffee and an exhausting conversation. As I am not actually in pain, I decided that the best route, till proven otherwise, was a Dose of Denial. I know it tends to be frowned upon generally but in situations like these I do believe Denial has a lot to recommend it.

Off to the Quaker Meeting House to chair a Community Forum bringing together so many inspirational voluntary sector workers that I am humbled listening to them talk about the people they are helping, the activities they are pursuing, the plans they are hatching. Plus the Estimable Julia, Chief Officer of Voluntary Action Worthing, has cooked up Something Special - delicious home-made squash soup. Chicken soup may be food for the soul, but squash soup definitely proved to be food for inspiration. What an invigorating afternoon it was!

Once again I found myself chasing after the bus to take me home. My luck was in as it was caught up in a traffic jam. I powered past it and reached the bus stop just ahead of the bus. When I say "powered" well, by the time I join the end of the queue it's a bit like a power failure. My energy light is growing dim, like Tinkerbell before everyone clapped to reassure her of their belief in fairies.

At home I set to with my calculator and sheet of paper, to work out the Scores on the Doors for the members of our Nomination Whist group which gets together for our final session before Christmas tomorrow afternoon. There will be sherry and nibbles! There will be crackers to pull! Most of all, there will be a Prize Giving when I present prizes for the Best Average, Highest Score and Most Improved Player. Nobody will take it too seriously - apart from Mr B who, as a convenor, is not allowed to win prizes but, like the Egg Heads on that well-known TV programme, is playing for something money cannot buy - his reputation.

You are keen, I sense, to know how I have scored.

I am sorry to disappoint but I am still officially In Denial

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23.04 | 20:15

lovely and heartwarming - an inspiration to us all x

09.03 | 12:07

Love this story told as ever beautifully.x

10.11 | 21:31

What a super account of a special event. I loved meeting you last night and seeing your creation come together. I’m so pleased you got so much from the activity

07.09 | 13:17

I have broad shoulders x

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