Following the recent article on the formation of a new village club, I would like to propose myself as Chairman of the Wootton Courtenay Grumpy Old Men Club.
In an attempt to establish my credentials, can I list some of my pet grumps:
- People who are so full of their own self importance that they want to stand as Chairmen of clubs.
- AGMs: why on earth do they want to read out the minutes of last year’s meeting? Who can remember if it was a true and accurate record, and who gives a flying fox anyway?
- People who can’t reverse their car into a passing place which is only two yards behind them, rather than expecting me to reverse 150 yards.
- All that nonsense about wine tasting of blackberries and having a nose of apricots and marmite. Wine tastes of grape juice and, if you’re not sure, blackberries taste of blackberries. I can guarantee you can’t tell what colour wine you’re drinking in a blind tasting session.
- People who make a numbered list.
Paddy Parnell
A Website Elf Writes…
From the reaction we’ve had from villagers, the invention of Grumpy Club isn’t so much an April Fool, but a gap in the market. Many of you appear to have carefully curated lists of gripes which you want to get off your chest. One of the best I heard was from Simon Brown, who nominated the use of ‘yourself’ when addressing another person, rather than ‘you’. Why is that now considered normal? However, although I have published Paddy’s hit list, I would prefer not to go further with this. If someone wishes to launch Grumpy Club (and I do feel it should be Grumpy Club, not the Grumpy Old Men Club, Paddy), I wish them well.
Marion Jay
Wootton Courtenay 