Taking a few days off for medical reasons, Hope to return soon.
That's right Folks. I have to have a few repairs and get re registered (Mot Tested) before I am back on the road. No posts for awhile. See you soon. Vest.'
Twice this week, I have watched an elderly individual, fade into the busy life in which we all live. One man just needed Panadol for his wife but the shop assistant simply said it’s in ‘6’. But he struggled to navigate the supermarket and as I watched him go in the wrong direction, I left all my groceries and took him where he needed to go. Today, I watched an elderly man struggle in the heat, who had obviously had a fall with a huge scrape and blood on his leg. He walked past people in the cafe, while he slowly made his way to his car. Not one person stopped. Or looked. Or acknowledged him. I took him to his car and checked he was ok. He told me he had a fall and wasn’t sure how the air con worked in his car so he just didn’t use it. I sat with him, until his air con kicked in and heard him talk about the old frail body that he is in, that fails him now, every single day. When you see an elderly person walking down the street, searching in the supermarket or struggling to their car, ...
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ask Rose to post
u cant stay off just like that
Come bak soon too :)
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Keshi.
A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a question.
The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went up on the sidewalk, and stopped centimeters from a shop window.
For a second, everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver said, "Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of me!"
The passenger apologized and said he didn't realize that a little tap could scare him so much.
The driver replied, "Sorry, it's not really your fault. Today is my first day as a cab driver - I've been driving a hearse for the last 25 years."
anyhow wotsa MOT test?.
Thank you all for your concerns.
Wally, I believe a didgeridoo blasting into hubbies ears may exacerbate his existing malaise.
Also you ask in your own peculier way, "Wotsa MOT test"? I am informed by himself that a MOT test is a Pommy Ministry Of Road Transport examination on old Crocks, to ensure their road worthiness. However in hubby's case, his tyres may be a bit flat but his accelerator is working well.
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> > At the end of the tax year, the Tax Office sent an inspector to audit the
> > books of a Synagogue.
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> > While he was checking the books he turned to the Rabbi and said, 'I
> > notice you buy a lot of candles. What do you do with the candle
> > drippings?'
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> >
> > 'Good question,' noted the Rabbi. 'We save them up and send them back to
> > the candle makers, and e very now and then they send us a free box of
> > candles.'
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> >
> > 'Oh,' replied the auditor, somewhat disappointed that his unusual
> > question had a practical answer.
> >
> >
> > But on he went, in his obnoxious way:
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> > 'What about all these bread-wafer purchases? What do you do with the
> > crumbs?'
> >
> > 'Ah, yes,' replied the Rabbi, realising that the inspector was trying to
> > trap him with an unanswerable question. 'We collect them and send them
> > back to the manufacturers, and every now and then they send us a free box
> > of bread-wafers.'
> >
> > 'I see,' replied the auditor, thinking hard about how he could fluster
> > the know-it-all Rabbi. 'Well, Rabbi,' he went on, 'what do you do with
> > all the leftover foreskins from the circumcisions you perform?'
> >
> > 'Here, too, we do not waste,' answered the Rabbi...
> >
> > 'What we do is save all the foreskins and send them to the Tax Office,
> > and about once a year they send us a complete dick.'
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