Great stuff folks, very enjoyable reads, I’m left speechless now, no easy task, ask the missus.
My dear old grandma was the dentist in our family, she was also the doctor. Any complaints you had you told her, then you trembled when she said those terrifying words “Come’er and I’ll fix ya”:shock:
What an all rounder she was, cooking, housework, sewing, knitting, gardening, plumbing, painting and decorating too, and the women of today call copying and pasting multitasking! they’d want to be around in the 1950’s to know what multitasking really was all about.:-)
I was going to warn you about that a few weeks ago Gummy as you were approaching the 5,000 posts, you were in danger of becoming a chatterbox, too late, you are now an official “Chatterbox” a great honour indeed, so arise, take up your pen and continue with the good work.
P.S. Don’t tell the wife or you’ll never live it down.
Gumbud. Surely seeking fear or a fright is a primeval urge in all of us which goes back to when we dared to scribble naughty words on cave walls knowing it would earn us a bash round the head with a club from an elder.
Mine goes back to b/w telly and Muffin the Mule. Fair scared the daylights out of me. Please don’t ask about Andy Pandy as I am still mentally scarred from that.
Robert J. It’s nice to be understood
Friuity. Considering where some of that scampi may have originated from these day it could be used as a threat:-D
Spitty. Had a dry socket and still remember the unbelievable agony and live in hopes of never getting another. I now equate my Dentist with The green Mile
Jem I still remember my Mothers words every Friday night or as I called it dose night (or words similar). She would say with what I could only describe as a treacherous demonic smile “It’s for your own good” before deliberately poisoning me with stewed senna pods.
Cruelty has no equal than to ask a child to open it’s mouth so you can spoon that muck down. Weird thing though is I have never needed to take opening stuff in any shape or form since. Work that one out.
I have had a busy day, ferried around as usual by nurse Gillian, but we went home at 4PM,had a nap and watched pointless. THEN, I can’t remember, but woke up slumped over my desk…writing gibberish, so nothing new then.
my apologies RJ to dear nurse Gillian - I have been calling her nurse vivian for the last 6 threads [what you mean you do too sometimes??]- oh dear where did my little black book go to now - there’s changes to be made as the dementia nurse said as he rolled over another incontinent body
Robert Fisk [the independent] paints a complex picture of life in the UAE, even foreign doctors have to toe the line and have no rights! Aren’t you glad you live in a free and democratic country – Winston Churchill once retored “ the price of freedom is eternal vigilance”
He paused here, I think because – as a doctor as well as an expatriate – he didn’t want to give Abu Dhabi too clean a bill of health. “The deal is this: ‘We’re going to pay you money and you can have the lifestyle you have chosen – but you have no rights.’ A non-Emirati cannot go to a government school. You can only go to a government hospital in emergency. I’m here as a servant of the country. I know if I don’t want to be a servant any more, I can get on a plane and go home.”
Then he thought for a moment and captured the venality of it all. “We’re all here by invitation – or temptation.”
simple get ya act together - nobody runs out of chicken - buc buc buc buc buc buc buc!! however I do understand the colonel is working on it?? anyway what’s so fascinating about Kentucky friend chicken - the chicken don’t even come from Kentucky??
fast food is generally unhealthy IMO - it’s cooked too quick - takes ya money too quick and runs through ya too quick!!
I have never taken any interest in motor cars, unlike my brother who currently has 5 “custom cars”.
I changed my motor car last year and he enquired “What model have you chosen Rob”, bless him for he wasn’t surprised to hear me reply “It’ a red one David”
I have been fortunate to have my vehicles serviced and cared for by the dealers who supplied them. Now I don’t drive any longer, since 2005, I don’t even open the bonnet, figuring a little knowledge being a dangerous thing.
Between 1976 and 1995 I was more attentive & drove on average 40,000 miles per annum.
ya mean like ‘screech’ ‘screech’ ‘mangle’ ‘mangle’ ‘bang’ ‘bang’
‘arse over head’??? type noises OR 'if ya gonna watch that rubbish then put the mute on! and there he is just edged in front of old JC in his bright red wheelchair!!
