Wine and long stemmed glasses
Litter coffee tables, threaded with
The debris of the peanut bowls
And chocolates, chips and naughty nibbles
As the ladies roar with laughter.
The women clurch their dog eared copies
Of the books they read this month,
Some (the teachers and accountant types)
Have used those sticky tabs to mark
The pages that were sad, or funny
Or quotes that need remembering.
It’s good to be away from kids and partners,
To drink the wine and talk about
The worlds that are just out of reach.
We have a staff book club at work and I absolutely love going to it. Obviously we don’t drink wine, but we do have snacks and chocolates and the kids are kicked out of the school library so we have half an hour of uninterrupted quiet.
I’ve never been in a book club before and it makes me want to form a proper one, with friends and held in different people’s houses each time. And even though I’m not allowed to drink the wine, it would be nice to see other people getting tipsy and getting opinionated about the choices a character has made.