It was such a shame,
Such a shame we said yes,
Said yes to our friends.
They asked us to dog sit,
Dog sit for a weekend.
They were very good friends,
So we said yes.
We arrived on the Friday Evening,
They were going early on Saturday.
Such a shame we said yes.
Two fine dogs greeted us,
So laid back no trouble,
But the house was the problem.
It was a six bedroom house,
A Kentish farmhouse.
Such a shame we said yes.
Our room was on the second floor.
Large bedroom,
Picture window looking over the land,
We had to walk through the dressing room
Just to get to the huge bathroom.
We sat down to dinner with them
That Friday night,
A wonderful meal.
Such shame we said yes.
Off they went and we were left there,
We decided we had to do something.
We could always play table tennis,
The table was there in the games room.
Or we could go swimming,
Well there was a large swimming pool outside,
Outside next to the tennis court.
Such a shame we said yes.
We could always walk through the forest,
The forest they had on their land.
I know I would cook something,
Into the kitchen I went,
A kitchen so big,
So big that you could hold a ball there.
But there were no dancers today,
Only me and my wonderful wife,
And the dogs.
To dance and sway to the music.
Such a shame we said yes.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My wife and I used to go dog-sitting on the odd weekend for some very good friends of ours and it was so hard to stay in that six bed roomed Kentish Farmhouse near Leeds Castle in Kent.
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Did the dogs have a bedroom each too?! Good write Gold.
No they had their own beds in the utility palace.
Andy
For about 18 months i had an apartment on the first floor of the stately home Whitborne Hall. My living room looked out beneath the portico upon a view specifically landscaped for the occupant. Believe it or not i was actually on income support and housing benefit at the time. The only time in my life which i claimed benefits having gone bust under john majors extreme boob when the ERM collapsed and interest rates went thru the roof leaving people like me in the home improvements market without any work.
The house was of course immense and to wonder along its empty passageways and cellerage was a ghostly experience. But ib good weather i had many visitors to enjoy the high life with me.
Yep, brought back memories of the early 90's reading your words today.
Wow dusk - believe it or not my wifes nephew has an apartment at the hall and we have attended several banquets, and a wedding, there as well as having stayed there for short breaks so we know it well. A fabulous place to stay - my wife's nephew is also a member of the managing committee as the hall is owned and managed by the tenants.
Michael, I was renting there for a short period until the property market came out of john majors recession when the owner decided to sell up. Living alone, my apartment had 5 bedrooms and a dressing room. Lovely kitchen with a rayburn royal cooker which i fed with free timber from a nearby pallet makers works. A worrying time of life for me but lived in superb surroundings. Yes several society weddings took place there and somewhere i have a wonderful collection of photos from there. I set up a darkroom and taught myself a lot about b/w film photography which, now in retirement, i shall take up again sometime, mobility permitting.
It is amazing that my words have started these reminiscences, it sounds a great place.
Andy
Driving east to west over Bringsty common you can see it to your right goldfinch....
BRIAN HERE ~ EVENING UNCLE ANDY ~ Love the Pathos in the Music - it matches the satire in your very sumtuous Poem. We all have experiences with the Good & the Great ~ Staying in Stately Homes and dining @ the Top Table @ Oxbridge Colleges & The Captains Table on Cruises ! In this life its often not what one knows but whom. As far as Angela & I are concerned we are very content with our home & (safe) job opportunitues and our families & Friends and our Church & our 24/7 relationship with God ! I guess we would be considered successful Middle Class ! When we do rub shoulders with the Landed Gentry & Rich & Famous we do know how to conduct ourselves and enjoy the opportunity. On balance we are very content to be *The People we are* with *The Families & Frends we have* and *Place we live in* and the *Jobs & Socisl Life* we enjoy ! Spiritually we feel as Evangelical Christians that *We are in touch with God*. We are in Jobs which are an asset to the Community and are content with our Salaries which gives us some excess to share with those less fortunate than ourselves. Thanks for your Poem ~ it made us think about our own station in LIFE ~ AMEN
Blessings & peace to You & Yours
Love ~ Brin & Angela & Smokey !
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