Showing posts with label Dancing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dancing. Show all posts

Monday, December 15, 2025

Joy of Writing - Story -3 - Mad House

Today he found the walk through the park was a bit odder than usual. There were the usual homeless folk hanging around in their group in the circle, and the fellow in the motorized chair was as usual holding court by his park bench, but there seems to be a seriously increased level of security all over the park. He wondered what was going on. He looked at the bench out by the entrance and the old lady who usually sat there reading was gone; she was always there. Very odd. Then he noticed that there was a crowd over by the garden centre and they seemed to be dancing wildly to music in their heads. 


Walking over to one of the security people he asked what was going on. 


“We are not sure, but that group is getting everyone very much on on edge, It is almost like they are from the Mad House or something.”


He decided the only thing to do was to actually go ask them so he walked over to the group who had now stopped dancing and were speaking in a rather agitated manner to each other. Tapping one of them on the back he asked,  “What is this all about?”


The young lady turned to him and he stepped back in shock, Her face was painted a brilliant green and he then noticed that most of the crowd sported the same kind kind of facial colouring. She however smiled and said is a cheerful voice, “Oh didn’t you get the memo, the provincial government has finally called the election and we are just celebrating; we are all voting GREEN this year.”




Friday, October 5, 2012

The Captain Does not SQUARE DANCE!


Out On The River
When I volunteered for this trip, I promised to stay out of the way and not interfere with the “Girls” fun week on the houseboat. I went so that none of them had to worry about being 'responsible' for driving the boat. Besides, I really wanted to drive the houseboat.

What is rockin the boat?
I quickly discovered that just driving was not that easy. The 'bridge', such as it is, is right in the main cabin next to the dining room, so you don't get a nice quiet 'bridge' to pilot the boat. Now there are advantages to this. Your coffee comes quickly in the morning, and when the boat starts rocking badly in perfectly calm water, you do not have to go look for the problem, you can see that it is just the line dancing going on in the living room - when all eight of them sashay one way the boat does tend to participate in the dance.

Tying up the boat
I also discovered that the captain's duties do go beyond just steering the boat (Silly me . . . ). I discovered that my 'deck hands' were actually more of the 'deck fluff' variety and it was me that had to jump ashore when we chose a spot to stop for the night and tie the boat to a couple of sturdy trees. They were willing to throw the ropes to me but balked at jumping ashore to do the actual tying. When the table wouldn't come apart at bedtime to convert to a bed, I had to do it, and of course when the hot tub sploshed out in the wind, I was on deck to fill it again and get the temperature up to the suggested 110° required by Karen.
Square Dancing on the Lido

I did draw the line in the sand (We were actually pulled up on a lovely sandy beach in Nackawic) when I was asked to take part in Sharon's impromptu Square Dance lessons that started up on the 'Lido' deck because they couldn't convince the attractive EMO guys to come back and fill in for Elayne's bruised rib they were asked to attend to.

The captain DOES NOT SQUARE DANCE!