Clubs are for Jesters
We all know the vibrant, convivial bloke—the club jester. It is nigh impossible to walk into a club bar and not hear competing tales of blunder and oblivion, racked with hilarity. Guffaws below through the room with the regularity of a pendulum’s oscillations, even at stories that have moved from the realm of the novel and firmly into the domain of club mythology.
This April Fool’s Day, go to your club bartender and put your club jester’s first drink on your tab. Write him a thank you note on tissue paper borrowed from the bar because this is the least you can do for your club jester. You don’t know what you have until it’s gone, and what better an occasion to celebrate the joy of your club life, the club jester, than April Fool’s?
