Ode To A Rock Chick - Part 4.0 by Sheila
Today is the day
And she’s turning forty!
A business partner, a rock chick
And of course my friend, Rhi!
So let me tell you a little
Of the tale of how we met
At Ardingly, in the Hangar
In year 3, the scene was set.
She was suited and booted
She was dressed to impress.
She wore her hair tidy
And was looking her preppy best!
For those of you who know her well
As of course now I do,
Will understand how funny this is
Tidy hair!!! WHAT!!! Who knew???
She was ever the professional
And the chat was very polite,
‘It was nice to meet you, but I’m off
To practise with my band tonight.’
She made it sound as if she were
Part of a marching band.
Playing her triangle or her flute
With Girls Brigades across the land.
Apologies to the Orchid Thieves,
The actual band she was in.
Not at all a marching group
How very wrong I’d been.
And so our time as team year 3
Had to come to a close.
She moved house, she moved school
The end of a chapter I suppose.
Then along came Leo, a little face
All cuddly and totally yummy.
And so a new era then began
Rhiannon was a mummy!
Taking it all in their stride
She and Jon moved to Germany
A new chapter in Munich then began
And so did the appearance of Nowi!
Completed was their family of four
Her two boys and her hubby,
Plus of course two lovely cats
Chimu and Charlie.
Then all of a sudden I got the call
To ask me for a favour.
Could I go and view a house in Newick
Take photos to give them the flavour.
So off I went camera in hand
To view this potential pad.
‘It’s pretty much falling apart’ I said.
‘We’ll take it’, she said. ‘It can’t be that bad!!!’
The Newick days had begun
And new friends were found and made.
As well as keeping up with old ones
As all the new babies met and played.
Rhiannon was teaching back in school
Where she was the music head.
A job she loved and pupils she adored
‘But there’s still more to give’ she said.
One cold and rainy November
We meet in town for a coffee.
In Haywards Heath Costa we started to dream
And hey presto….. Discover and Be!
‘Let’s start that messy playgroup
That we’ve dreamt of for so long.
We can set up paint and play doh,
Read stories and end with a song.’
We prepped and laughed
And planned our dreams.
Wrote business plans, built websites
And conjured up crazy themes.
Rhi tutored her music pupils
And renovated her home.
And she did her mum thing
While talking to me on the phone.
Nearly five years on we are an agency.
How did that happened? Who knows!
But having resisted my uniform colour choice
She now can’t stop buying yellow clothes!
So we know in her heart she’s a rock chick
Who loves to be on stage.
Doing her thing, she loves to sing
Staff bands, with toddlers, anyone, any age!
So this is my ode to that rock chick
The one who has just turned 40.
So together let us raise a glass and say
Happy 40th Birthday Rhi!