Oh what a surprise! A lesson in humility, that’s what it was.

Just a small apology to my partner last night for showing a little pique at times. The lesson in humility arises from the fact that, despite having had some disagreements during the evening’s proceedings, with some perceived poor results, we still managed to share the winner’s podium (so to speak), with Diana and Anne. So, when all is said and done, somehow or other, by hook or by crook, mixed metaphors and all, the two old guys struggled their way to the top. Shared top!

Followed by Judy and Karin, then Bridie and Paul.

Interesting word that, I refer to the word ‘pique’. It is actually borrowed from a French word, meaning “a prick, irritation,” from old French, from piquer, meaning “to prick”. So, you see, something that pricks you could make you both excited and angry.

And so, we go on, being ‘pricked’ along the way, but always coming back for more, always being aware of our propensity for criticism, whilst not always seeing the full picture for what it is.
Do you see where I’m going here? You don’t? Think about it.

And that was the sermon for today. Next week’s sermon will deal with more mundane matters.

Roy
PS. What happened, Caroline and Marianne? You cleaned our clocks in the three hands we played against you, promising great things last night. Then…? Its a funny old game, isn’t it?

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