On Sunday afternoon Jean and Peter found me on the street and pulled me into a taxi to race off to Grantchester. We had a leisurely pub lunch and lounged around in the shade at the Orchard – clearly, a perfect day!
We were chatting about various people and I realized that although Rachel has known me for three years in often unruly circumstances she still thinks it a good plan to let me tell brutal and hilarious stories about what we’ve individually and collectively been up to – this is quite strange and amazing!
Sarah has known me the same length of time but exclusively when I am on my best behavior. On Saturday she had a snapshot of how I act when loose in the world, and her (admiring) comment after one of my more excessive but typical encounters was Wow – Bee is really mean!
This is true, but to state it more precisely: I do not exercise feminine wiles. I do not accommodate or ignore destructive behaviors.
In other words, I tell the truth, even if implied social codes tell me to keep my mouth shut.
This can be lots of fun at parties!
The last few days have featured madcap adventures and I have been particularly delighted to watch social worlds colliding. Endlessly fun!
Plus, isn’t Gordon just the best?
