In these times of Lockdown for most of our members we need good news or good views.
Our thanks to Helen for the following poem:-
This lock down feels like just the time
To make me want to write a rhyme
About a club in Basingstoke
Whose sessions ended at a stroke.
When Covid struck the members found
Themselves at home and duty bound
To stay inside and twiddle thumbs,
Or chat on Zoom with long lost chums
Or pace the garden or the park,
Or sneak to Tesco’s after dark,
Or clean the garage, house or car
And wave to neighbours from afar,
For that was all there was to do.
No wonder some of them felt blue.
But then a message came their way
That was about to save the day,
With talk of matches, leagues and games
And aliases to use as names
When logging on to bridge online
To play the game, come rain or shine.
And now they find the time flies by
With no chance for a quick shut eye.
The crossword cannot be completed.
In front of screens they’re always seated.
They’re playing morning noon and night.
The garden’s not a pretty sight.
For weeds are sprouting everywhere;
The grass is high, but they don’t care.
The dealing’s done in cyberspace;
Of boxed or bent cards – not a trace!
No need to find a parking place;
The wall still stands – and life is Ace!
Keep them coming.