It’s possible that H, R and P see me in a different light these days. I see them regularly, of course, and try to ensure that I’m involved in the things they do.
But, inevitably, I have more time to myself now. So I get involved in other things. Like the local Rotary Club (don’t ask).
It has meant making new acquaintances (often several decades older than me) and making new promises. Like promising to be at the meeting that Roger was going to be inaugurated as the next president.
I phoned him whilst R was in her violin lesson and P was waiting to go in for hers. I was still in my suit and hadn‘t had time to change.
‘I’ll do my best to be there Thursday night,’ I said, P listening in. ‘It’s an important meeting for you seeing as you’ve taken over as president.’
P’s brow furrowed and a look of incredulity spread over her face.
‘Bye then, look forward to it Roger,’ I said and hung up.
‘Has he taken over as president?’ said P.
‘Who?’ I asked
‘Roger,’ she replied.
‘Yes, as from last week,’ I told her.
‘What’s happened to Barack Obama then?’
