Monday, 25 March 2013

Knowing My Place.

I was driving along Mill Lane this morning when a tall SUV coming the other way pulled behind a snowdrift to let my little Ford through on the narrow road. As I passed, I saw that the driver was Miss Sarah’s mama. She looked down at me from her elevated position, smiled and waved. I smiled and waved back.

Our relative positions seemed entirely appropriate, since Miss Sarah’s mama is rather posher than I am. And as Mr Wilde said ‘We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking up at the posher people.’

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