Obviously Peggy wasn't going to be able to play that week, but she had arranged for me to play with Jackie, the 80 plus year-old widow she plays with in my absence.
So Jackie and I met before the game to discuss bidding techniques but I wasn't excited about it. You know how it is when you play with someone new and you don't have a sense of how they play. Plus Peggy and I just always have fun together.
We sat in the grill and Jackie ordered a glass of Sauvignon Blanc - my favorite. She talked about her five kids and life in Atlanta where she's from - interesting. She told me about her husband, her hobbies and her travels - fascinating. And the topper was the blonde joke she told - the one about the blonde who got on the plane to Montreal and sat in first class but didn't have a ticket. Heard that? Well, anyway the point is she was hysterical and she can tell a great joke, not something everyone can do. We had a blast and played several times together.
I guess there's a moral to this blog post today - well, maybe two. You can't judge a bridge partner by her age and don't go all the way to Machu Picchu to try to escape from bridge because it turns out cell phones work there.