And dentists!!! lol
Thatâs a laugh ⊠my local GPâs surgery is getting a derelict look. They wriggle out any face to face appointment now in favour of a text or phone consultation.
Really, all they need is a good switchboard or call centre not a surgery.
Blimey, Wendeey. What on earth is happening?
In the not too distant future if things donât drastically improve, we will all have rotten teeth (if we have any left), sick animals that wonât get treatment, and have to die in our beds quietly because there will be no ambulances or doctors anymore âexcept for the rich and famous of course.
I know just what you mean.
I struggle with some regional accents too.
And firemen ⊠theyâre threatening to come out on strike too.
Oh Gawd, Morti!
We might as well all give up now, and be done with!
The Cops will be next.
Mups Iâd say itâs our fault for living longer lol And also the increase in population.
My exâs dad has a strong Irish accent and I still canât understand him to this day and Iâve known him since I was 17 lol
Thankfully, I think Iâm correct in saying, the cops arenât allowed to strike.
Whoâs faultâs that though?
Over the yearâs weâve had better education on how to look after our health, doctors and surgeons repairing bits of us that they could never have done once, better food available, better hygiene,
now itâs all come back to bite their bums ey?
You are correct, Wendeey. I didnât know that.
This is what Iâve just found:
" The police have been banned from striking since 1919, when the Police Act was first established."
Mups, it might be better to die in your bed than a remote establishment!
Yeah, perhaps youâre right, Spitty.
Cheerful thought aint it.
Bet a few bob will be made on the side in Calendars of geezers clad in waterproof trousers and bracers
A valid thought maybe.
We havenât always got a say in it though, have we.
You could fall off your bike, roll down a steep hillside into a deep lake, and not be found for 10 years.
Now see what youâve done! All this talk about snuffing it is making me too morbid.
even the new matches and matchboxes arenât striken that well these days - me kitchen floor is covered with pink headed matches!
Iâm on about when the Bike days are done and dusted, and, shuffling is the order of the day.
well known dance of the monks heh?
Oh I see. Like when you trip over your zimmer trying to get to your commode, ey?