But, today is another new day
The sun is shining bright
Have I learn a lesson
Doubt it, but then again I might
have
When the whole wide world’s against you
You’re wearing a permanent frown
It’s time you had a holiday
To get you up, rather than down.
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What’s all this about vacations
You’re retired now, life’s a peach
As befits your life’s current station
Your’e free to walk life’s beach
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more later, possibly…
Boy were we lucky with the weather during the week, it hasn’t stopped rain since we got home last night, anyway a great time was had and it’s nice to see you all again.
Any of you old geezers tried the old grey whistle test? that is not the TV music thing but as in older folks wetting their whistles in contest.
They had a competition in a pub in Wexford last week for people aged over 55, of course you had to be in the whole of your health first, health and safety, insurance and all that, anyone who could drink four pints of Guinness in fifteen minutes got a free four course meal for two, plus drinks on the house for any night they fancied, 10 brave volunteers stepped up including meself, one and a half was the average drank but only one person finished the lot…a 72 year old Belfast woman! not only that she gave us a few bars of “The old bog road” when she polished off the last pint. I had the pleasure of a dance with her later on, slim trim and brimful of energy was she, Guinness is indeed good for you, well done Betty, I hope you enjoy your dinner, you put all us men to shame, but it was one of the funniest nights I ever had. Incidentily I managed two full pints, the old whistle ain’t what it used to be.:-)
We’re here on ‘leisurely scribbles’
And we wobble and wibble away
To talk utter nonsense is a coincidencent
And it passes the time every way
Now RJ is stretching is rubics
And the words are all tumbling out
Let it go oh dear trembling RJ
let it flow let it flow let it flow!
And when you have finished wibbly wobbling
And your spittle has done dried all out
Well just swing ya cane cos it comes out the same
And May will come out with a clout!
Drum roll please
Clap, clap clap! Bravo Gumbud!
Thank you gents for your posts
And thanks for yours to RJ.
A friend of mine got a windfall when his old Aunt died, he decided to quit his job as a driving courier and buy three new vans to set himself up in business. He had the vans marked with the new name he selected for his outfit, splashed across each side of the vans and on the back doors was “Laser Couriers”
Sunday morning he drove up to the local in one of the vans to show it off to the lads, he only lives a hundred yards from the pub. One of the old lads who’s eyesight and spelling wasn’t the best came out with the rest of us to have a look at it. “Lovely van Michael, tell me, why did you have Lazy Gurriers painted on it, that can’t be good for business?” There was a fit of laughter from the rest of us and Michaels face was as red as a tomato. He changed the name the next week to “Rapid Deliveries” I kid you not.
“Gurrier” Irish slang for a not very nice person. “Look at those two gurriers over there…” … Top Definition. gurrier. Irish synonym for corner-boy or hooligan
No probs RJ, I feel I was shunted, not shafted.
A gentle shunt is always worth the wait but being shafted tends to make the eyes water
“What I like doing best is Nothing."
“How do you do Nothing,” asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time.
"Well, it’s when people call out at you just as you’re going off to do it, ‘What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?’ and you say, ‘Oh, Nothing,’ and then you go and do it.
It means just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering."
“Oh!” said Pooh.”
― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
[I]“Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!”
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When I was working i’d often get asked to donate to some bod’s leaving gift. Followed up by “Write something clever in the card Bob” (I’m Bob in real life).
I used the above piece always
There was no literary connection to my place in the work place, the tenet always was, we understand what you are saying Spitty, but, we’re doing all right, ain’t we?
…
oh dear he’s gone all dotty again!
Dotty indeed, very sharp Gumbud.
I remember a lovely office girl leaving a company I worked for, she left a month before Christmas so I wished her well and wrote on the card.
Don’t leave us June
What will we do?
Your leaving too soon
The bonus is almost due.
We all got a special little green envelope at Christmas with our usual pay packet, on the envelope was printed the firms logo, the date, your first name and a picture of the ugly boss dressed up in a Santa suit, he was in a different pose every year but still as ugly as ever, you were supposed to carefully open the envelope so as not to damage it then keep it as a souvenir, He observed the opening of the envelopes from the large window in his office overlooking the workshop. One of the new apprentices didn’t know the ropes and ripped his envelope open, removed the thirty bob and threw the empty packet on the floor in disgust, he was called into the office and ten bob was deducted from his “bonus” for “being an ungrateful little b…ard”
I’ve been censored again.
I was going to amuse my chums by giving everyne a dot to dot picture to join up.
oh not ANOTHER RJ nude!!
there was a young fellow from Hants
who wore exceedingly tight clinging pants
when he played with his dots
he would change into frocks
and lead the laddies a fast moving dance!
Now,I knew a fellow from Oxon
HE TOO used to dance around with frocks on;
but [so he said]
when he was ‘busy’ in bed
he’d take it off,but leave his socks on!
Who will replace Wilson Keppel & Betty?
Or the Golden Girls mum, Estelle Getty
I resent all the comments about my attire
I heap them on the Vanities bonfire
Or bung them off the end of the jetty
I need inspiration, men
If I’m ever to write again
My output has become sparse
To tell the truth I can’t be arsed.
I can’t keep up with the easy wit
And left straggling, cos I’ve lost it
Oh well tis time for my cocoa
I go where the old folks go.
ahhh! all together now Ahhhhhhhhhh
pull yaself together man didn’t you once work in MENS haberdashery! at what would Uncle Vivian say to ya now?
ya just got ta pull yaself up
shake yaself down
and start all over again!
spittie drum roll PLease!!
When you’re down and troubled and you need a helping hand
and nothing, whoa, nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of US and soon WE will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out OUR names, and you know where ever WE ARE
WE’LL come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you have to do is call and WE’LL be there, yeah, yeah,
you’ve got some friends. ETC ETC
tribute to James Taylor and others