Trouble-makers

Date: 26 April 2010 20:21:56

Now usually when I go anywhere I am considered the naughty one in the corner. Whether it be exercise classes or any other sort of group activity the leader inevitably ends up knowing my name and never forgetting it because I am being cheeky at the back. I have got used to being the disruptive one. However, I have been beaten at my own game. As I am not working at the moment I have been going to an Aquafit Class at the local leisure centre. I do two a week, one in the day and one in the evening. I reckon that the average age of the class during the day is about 65 and the music is taken straight from the Second World War. They are a hilarious bunch of ladies who sing very loudly and proudly whilst exercising in the swimming pool. They know all the words and they don't give a shit what they sound or look like. In particular there are a group of about 6 women who are even bigger trouble-makers then I am. They back-chat, try and push each other over and giggle constantly. They proudly announce that they come free on the bus to the class and get reduced OAP admission. I adore them and I want to be like them when I am old. They told me they have been friends for over 50 years, were at school together and worked in the mill. They are a riot and are generally incredibly inspiring. I have no doubt that they wouldn't describe themselves like this, but I think they are legendary. They remind me of the poem The Warning by Jenny Joseph.. it is my favourite poem of all time. Apparently as it is still in print I am not allowed to have the entire thing published here... so, here's a link to it! .... poem removed so I don't get anyone into trouble..... hmm... purple... oh yes.. I do wear it!!!