No celebration day in May for me
no hugs and toasts from elated friends
no speech at the launch party
no 15 minutes of fame
no meeting Hells-Bells
no glorious summer spent
feet up in front of the Europeans
smiling at the recollection of an odyssey well accomplished
no looking with pride at the completed wall chart
no lovingly patting the folder full of programmes
instead days and nights
minging in my chair
left to watch Eurosport
eat a large Doner kebab
and descant on mine own fall flat on my face
the champagne is still in the fridge
NEXT? Why don't you look at For Some by: Francis Duggan from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia