Saturday, 5 November 2016
The Book Club
Yesterday Sarah, Buddy and I climbed into the company truck (I do like to ride in style) and drove across the Harbour Bridge and through the busy streets of Sydney until we reached the quaint residential area of Alexandria. Tiny town houses with pretty wrought iron verandahs. The streets are narrow but Sarah did some impressive parallel parking with that big truck. We had arrived at the venue for The Book Club.
Esther was the hostess and welcomed us warmly into her smart little house. There were about a dozen of us at the meeting. I felt like Methuselah amongst these sparkling young women. I was envious of their youth, their exuberance, their confidence. Mind you, there were some high achieving girls here – architect, editors, teachers etc. The meeting started off well as we discussed the nominated book, A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini, a compelling tale of two young women living in Afghanistan. I had originally bought the book for Sarah a couple of years ago. This is exactly what I had expected of a Book Club. Then the baby arrived.
A beautiful baby and his lovely mum, and everyone forgot the book and were cooing over the baby and admiring the pram. Do they still call them prams? Then the conversation turned to boyfriends and jobs and the noise level got higher and higher and I just hugged Buddy for dear life.
We left the meeting early, we had a barbecue party to get back to.