A serious afternoon—not!

In the VIP Lounge of our Civic Complex
on Tuesday afternoons, we retired folk
congregate at the call of the Director
to play Duplicate Bridge.

My partner and I usually do quite well;
we are often in the top three, sometimes
first. In fact, two weeks ago we were
Top Over All—nothing to sneeze at.

This report is not bragging—certainly not;
it is more like self-mutilation: the last
two weeks have seen us take part
in what can only be described as

an exercise in humility.

I have failed to return my partner’s suit
when she had the ace; she has put me
into seven spades when we were missing
three aces. The explanation is simple:

we need a good laugh.

And we are certainly getting it:
if points are given for giggling, chuckling,
and laughing out loud, we came first
for that this afternoon, in spite of the score.

Sometimes nothing needs to make sense.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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