Meeting. 29.5.13

 

Present: Cath, Jo, Terry, Leonie, David C., Geoff, David R., Wendy.

 

News:

Terry:  Had an arthroscope.  All good.  But no more of those Panadeine Forte!  They're not your thing!

Leonie: 2 1/2 hours hospital wait.  Her computer went out at a crucial time for a competition entry.  More building at her place going on.

David C: NRMA - Ration Cards - sent a photo of them to NRMA.  Interesting. 

Geoff:  Anniversary of Mt. Everest climb, he went to school in NZ, which had an apiary, and Hillary was a beekeeper in NZ.  Geoff had an escape by saying no to a fellow who was later gaoled for financial fraud.

David R:  Enjoyed the Bill Gates interview.  Causes taken up by Bill and his wife are admirable.

Wendy: Got a cortisone needle in her hip.  Much improvement on how they give them these days.

Cathy:  Fell over a pile of papers at the IMB.  All okay after frightening the IMB.  Thank goodness she isn't an 'old' person.

Jo:  Finished her book, still editing, it never stops.

 

Word of the Day:

sartorial:  of tailors and their work.  Men's tailors.

florid:  flushed rosy, embellished.

blooming:  healthy, covered in flowers.

blight:  destroy, to frustrate

adamant:  firm or sure of himself, unyielding.

horripilation:  the erection of hairs on the skin.

draggle:  become wet.

complex:  complicated.

 

Short stories were compiled from Words: 

Jo:  A model on the stage, trying to sell cosmetics.

David J:  About a suit, wanting to sing in the shower.

Geoff:  Florid face - the relationship between two ill-matched people.

David R:  Pink thongs, rosy face, a soldier putting on a show.  A poem.

Wendy:  Algernon, a gentleman in every way - a ladykiller with rules.

Cath:  Theatre - cast - talk of the town.

Jo:  selling make-up.

Terry:  Poem - a man shouting and upsetting everyone.  Under a steeple, a big fight, mother met father that night.

Leonie:  Not going to wear a suit for no one - a spoiled evening with Josephine's arm-hair standing up. Just as well it's only once a year.

 

Homework:  'Some Dreams Are Dangerous!' 

Garry:  Drunk, drugged - gone into dreams, people reminiscing.  Death of Luckymole.  All his strange friends are back here.

David C:  Lock your doors when you dream.  Drugs again.  His dream is flying and eating in bed and falling.

Jo:   Doctor's calling, my dear, he'll give you something to dream about!

Terry:  Grandad explaining dreams.  Smoking pipe, to grandson, says to him: dreams are special. Even to be forced to marry a gorilla.  Only his dream, no one else's.  Mmm....

Leonie:  Daniel in hospital.  Doctor spoke to all in the room.  He dreamed of all his life then threw himself out the window.

David C:  Winners and losers.  In a cell.  Won Lotto.  His relatives bludged on him.  He shot them all, no more problems.  He only won $37!

 

Terry read a poem 'Dreams' about the day's doings, won't leave you alone at night in bed.

David C, read a poem, 'You left me with your Song' - about sand and sea and music where you lived.

Geoff read poem called 'Alfred Street, Circular Key at 5.30 pm in May'  About changing city scenery.

 

There was then, a conversation about 'Christmas in July', a dinner somewhere, perhaps,  If anyone has an idea, present it to one of us, otherwise the topic will continue next week.

  

A Quik-Rite:  'Someone must have helped her escape!'

David R:  A woman dancing - she had escaped from ?

Wendy:  Help me! she called.  She is a housewife.  I helped her escape.

Cath:  The dog had to escape.

Terry:  He wore a black cape.  He imprisoned her.  He is Satan.

Jo:  Pretty Boy died, because someone told him that the window was not shut.

Leonie:  The woman who was locked in the house.   Kids remember.

David C:  Julia was in a psycho hospital after Sept. 14th.  Who had helped her escape?  A man with a ski mask on. Swan?

Geoff:  Someone's mother hated the old people's hospital.  The daughter-in-law did it,  The bus company named Youth-in-Asia took her away.

 

Homework: 'Pretend'

 

No apologies for over-imaginitive reports.