The Sots Progress.

Idle observations of a Bar Fly at a Victorian Manor House Ball. Atitudes to class and drinking alcohol remain the same today.

Oh! The marchioness has staggered in, lovely girl, but full of gin.

With her sweet daughter Alice May ; her livers large with chardonnay!

And the Reverend  Charles Devine, reeling on communion wine.

Now the bawdy Charles De Vere, brandy smiles from ear to ear!

 

Here too the sportsman Rupert Loch fresh from downing scotch on scotch.

How the  dancing teacher twirls the room, just consumed a beer lagoon!

Is that tea total Lady Roach? Keeps champagne inside her coach!

"Oh  darling Lady Meers-Connaught, do accept this quart of port!"

 

What a junket! Best of dances! Mighty sea of drinking glasses.

Goodness it's the Earl of Scrope!  Expelled from the "Band of Hope."

"Georgous Countess Hyacinth!" Impotent now I blame absinthe! 

Here's Giles the waiter how austere!  Alcoholic I do hear.

 

Never, never give a glass to the febrile working class!

 

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

ether way it was working, like how this piece comes togther.
Excellent write.

[Cherrie Palmer]

.."Never ever fill the glasses of the servile working classes!".. great ending

[little mermaid]

What fun! Just when I was reaching for a glass of red! I feel I have met many of these characters.
This gentle humour makes the point sooo well. 'Dearest Lady Meers-Connaught, do accept this quart of port?" is a nice contrast to the tippling waiter.

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Good Job Ron! ...although ... I never read I could enjoy it , and I am proude to be the one that brought you to the Cafe! ... Go on writting, express what you feel , share what you see :-) .... and I sent you the best reviewer Emma, see below, so no complain anymore! .. hahah ... Shalom my friend Yossi

[emmajoy]

I almost fell off my chair when i read this... laughed and laughed and still am laughing! What an absolutely wonderful poem, such great phrases, such wonderful names (especially as i feel i know everyone, living as I do in an English county) . As to their choice of drinks.. what a deliciously boozy event.. why wasn't i invited!

' And the Reverend Charles Devine, reeling on communion wine. // Now the bawdy Charles De Vere, brandy smiles from ear to ear! ' < fantastic lines!

Ron, welcome to the Cafe.. it'll take little or no time for you to become known for fun and wit - and all else!