2012 What a year!
At the beginning of the year, things were not looking so good. Two family members battling cancer, another with Parkinson’s and one with COPD.
This made me sit up and look at life in a different way. Realising that when golden opportunities rise, they are not to be sniffed at. Life passes us by far too quickly, so never put off those golden offers, they may never come around again.
My first opportunity was the Queens muster in May staying at the Mecure hotel, what a beautiful weekend it turned out to be and didn’t the Royal Air Force do us proud.
The second opportunity was to attend trooping of the colour in June staying at Park Plaza at Westminster Bridge and grabbing a show in between.
The third was to attend the Queens Garden Party at Henley, courtesy of the Station Commander; he put a caption out, in which you had to tell him in no more than a 100 words why you deserved to go. So I thought I would be different and write a poem.
Henley on Thames is the place to be,
To accompany the Station Commander
I jump for glee,
To represent the station would be wonderful gift Instead of working, a postroom shift.
Events around the station I can’t always make
But this would be the icing on the cake
To act as a lady and dress up really pretty
Is a world away from the postroom gritty.
I have worked hard over these last few years,
Shedding Blood, sweat and tears,
So please give me a chance and I will behave, Who knows there could be a royal wave.