What a pleasant few days – moderately warm and moderately sunny some of the time. The weekend, though, has been stunning!
Now that’s the kind of weather we could come to love and appreciate! Continue reading
This from my friend Julie:
People often complain about the police, but you rarely hear about the positive things they do, such as this incident involving a biker and a frozen carburetor.
Last January on a bitterly cold winter’s day, a North Dakota State Trooper on patrol came upon a motorcyclist who was stalled by the roadside.
The biker was swathed in heavy protective clothing and wearing a full-face helmet to protect the face from the cold weather.
“What’s the matter?” asked the Trooper
“Carburetor’s frozen,” was the muffled, terse reply.
“Pee on it. That’ll thaw it out.”
“I can’t,” mumbled the biker.
“OK, watch me closely and I’ll show you.” The Trooper unzipped and promptly warmed the carburetor as promised.
Moments later the bike started and the rider drove off, waving.
A few days later, the local State Troopers office received a note of thanks from the father of the motorcyclist. It began: “On behalf of my daughter Jill…” Continue reading
Well, we didn’t see that coming, did we?
I am sure you have all followed the UK election results as closely as we have and, undoubtedly, were as delighted as we were that Mrs May’s decision to hold an early election (in spite of having said she would not do so on half a dozen occasions previously) backfired spectacularly. At the time she called the election the Conservatives had something approaching a 20 point lead in the polls; the result was a Conservative loss of thirteen seats and the evaporation of their overall Commons majority. Splendid.
Manning the computer help desk for the local school district was my first job. And though I was just an intern, I took the job very seriously. But not every caller took me seriously.
“Can I talk to a real person?” a caller asked.
“I am real,” I said.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” the caller said. “That was rude of me. What I meant to say was, could I talk to someone who actually knows something?” Continue reading
What a great week! We’ve had a wonderful five days in Cornwall with Nick, Lucy & Annabelle – wonderful on a variety of scores: we got to spend five days with some of our very favourite people in an idyllic forest setting, we got to visit some places we’ve wanted to see for years as well as rekindling some memories from visits in days gone by and, perhaps best of all, we were in a WiFi and cell phone black spot and so were able to avoid five days’ worth of nonsense in the general election campaign. Win, win, win! Continue reading
A little boy was waiting for his mother. As he waited, he was approached by a man who asked, “Son, can you tell me where the Post Office is?”
The little boy replied, “Sure! Just go straight down this street two blocks and turn to your right.”
The man thanked the boy kindly and said, “I’m the new pastor in town. I’d like you to come to church on Sunday. I’ll show you how to get to Heaven.”
The little boy replied with a laugh; “You’re kidding me, right? You don’t even know the way to the Post Office.” Continue reading
Whew! What a scorcher! It’s been a great week – warm and sunny with rising temperatures. Friday and Saturday were the first “Let’s wear shorts” day for me this season and on Friday I celebrated the great weather with a lovely cycle around the local lanes and bye ways. Afterwards, the fine weather was just about perfect for lying in the hammock contemplating the lovely blue sky contrasted with the bright burning yellow of the blossom on the laburnum tree. Perfect. Continue reading
I’m not the easiest guy in the world to get along with. So when our anniversary rolled around, I wanted my wife to know how much I appreciated her tolerating me for the past 20 years. I ordered flowers and told the florist to enclose a card that read, ‘Thanks for putting up with me so long.’
When my wife got the delivery, she called me at work.
“Just where do you think you’re going?” she asked.
“What do you mean?” I said.
She read the card aloud as the florist had written it: “Thanks for putting up with me. So long.” Continue reading
My sister was busy getting ready to host our entire family for Easter. On her to-do list was a hair appointment for her daughter.
“So, Katie,” said the stylist as the little girl got up in the chair, “who’s coming to your house this weekend with big ears and floppy feet?”
Katie replied, “I think it’s my Uncle Brian.” Continue reading
Welcome back! We’re home after a short but delightfully delicious and excellent visit to the States to see my mother (as well as my two brothers and youngest sister along with a couple of old college housemates as a bonus). And, the wisteria put on an excellent show to greet us on our arrival home.