Leisurely Scribbles (part 5) (Part 1)

my son is married to a Thai girl and lived in Thailand for years - no one wears shoes indoors over there - when you visit there are rows and rows and rows of shoes outdoors same at the temple - keeps the homes terrible clean but is considered a sign of respect. I think it was also a Jewish practice before we all turned Christian!:shock:

I don’t go abroad, not since I took that job as a commission only salesman for a double glazing company in El Azizia.

I believe there was a Scottish pub there called “The Glasgow Inn”:wink:

Your son married a Thai girl Gumbud, well done him, I know two brothers who married two Pilipino sisters, they live just down the street next door to each other, there are plenty of Philippine families in Dublin now, don’t think I’ve come across anyone from Thailand so far…
In the few countries I visited I always had great respect for their customs and way of life, I would have no problem taking off me shoes if everyone else did it, but it ain’t the custom over here yet, this one just thinks she’s above the rest of us.
As you say it could be an old Jewish custom, no wonder Mary Magdalene was forever on her knees washing Jesus’s feet, him being Jewish, what with walking around all day preaching and climbing Mount Olive his feet must have been perpetually manky, to say nothing of the blisters and carbuncles.:slight_smile:
Wasn’t the washing of the feet a sort of ritual done with perfumed oils and flannel cloths, Thank God it’s not a custom here, I’d hate to have to wash the wife’s mince meat, they are definitely not her best feature.:lol:

One day they will be Digitized.

haven’t seen many that aren’t seen one or two with extras just waiting for a chance to get moving!

I had a Thai girlfriend once,if that counts?
It ended the day I mentioned my nuts were really sweaty and she replied
“I used to have the same problem”.

Some people just can’t handle retirement, poor old Josh up in the local is one of them. They let him go just before Christmas, his time was up in the government office he worked in, but he couldn’t grasp that fact, they practically had to use a blowtorch to separate him from his desk, he had been welded to it for nearly 50 years, now he’s walking around like Moses in the desert, he hasn’t a clue what to do with himself, can’t see him lasting long in the old folks ranks, as RJ says “Old age ain’t no place for wimps”
I told him to get a hold of himself, take himself and the missus on a World cruise and start enjoying his lump sum and his very generous pension but I might as well be talking to the wall “Couldn’t do that Jem, we need all the money we have for a rainy day. I’m out of work now you know” Christ you’d think he was a pauper who was just granted immortality, he’s loaded the miserable old git, he has enough in the bank to last him and her two lifetimes, rainy day how are yeh.:lol:
Terrible what a lifetime of woking in the same job can do to some folks, retirement is supposed to be a fun and happy time, a reward for giving a third of your life to your work, I just can’t understand why some people get all cut up about leaving a job, they knew it had to come someday and they’ve had years of time to think about what to do when it comes.
I find that the fella who’s counting the days to retirement, when he finally kicks the job goodbye and walks out the door to freedom, will make the best of his lot, will be a more cheerful chap and live longer too.:slight_smile:

Rather than have sex,my lass prefers to caress my ‘old chap’ with her keyring.

Mind you-she’s always fobbing me off…

Those old ‘seal’ fobs are becoming fashionable again with the waistcoats some young lads are starting to wear, so too the heavy chain or ‘Albert’ as they call them, it would be wise to take care of your old Albert, keep it clean with hot soapy water and wrap it in tissue paper when storing it away, could be useful again someday…:-):wink:

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No probs there, I have a bath every day, Albert is in good hands.

On a Sirius note,young Jem,regarding watch-chains & accoutrements thereof…I have a full-length waistoat chain that has a silver Rupee dated 1910 as it’s center [the bit of chain what gives it dangle,from the buttnole dahn yer wesc’t] on the one side the chain leads to the actual watch,also 1910,on the other the chain ends in a 1910 silver case,that’s flat,rectangular and very small,which containd a photo of my little girl,taken when she was still an infant. I used to wear it alla time when I was an undertaker…my point is,[YES thezza point-shuddup!],although the descrition makes it sound a somewhat cumbersome item,it actually took quite a lot of getting used-to,to NOT wear it and use a wristwatch instead,when I moved away,thus giving up my position.
A watch-chain becomes almost second nature-I,even now,when suited-and-booted,would feel incomplete or incorrectly attired,without it…[bwim I feel my Batman pj bottoms just don’t have the same gravitas…got it,gummy?]

Is Vic there?

Nah;he’s f’d-oh dahn the joolahz t’buy a decent fobwatch,geezah…

weell ya na gonna FOB us off wiv a storey like wot dat iz!

fob watch indeedy nah - me grandpoppy had a proper watch wiv a gold chain and iz watch rested safely in his waistcoat pocket - if ya gonna do a job best do it proper like A puggy?

Someone somewhere, must have strapped a wrist watch round his Albert, where else would the saying “Ave yer got the time on ya Cock” come from.

:lol: Ba gum lad your sharp today;-).

I’m reminded of me uncle Peter when he was on Mastermind, He had chosen ‘Pioneering Aviators’ as his specialist subject, Magnusson asked him who was the first to cross the Atlantic non stop.
“Mohammad Ali” answered Peter’
“Alcock and Brown, correct”:smiley:

It’s always nice to see a man with style Pug, a nice little onyx lidded silver snuff box fitted snugly into the waistcoat pocket would add a real classic touch, I can hear the cries of the women now as you walk into the local on a Sunday morning “My oh my! what an elegant old geezer”
As for Batman’s bottom, keep away from it, Robin will get jealous and come swinging for your guts.:smiley:

Why do we spend so much time and money making robots that do the same thing as we already do? If you look at the human looking robots they have developed to date they all do the same stupid things, walk up a couple of steps, carry a tray of drinks, speak in an annoying voice, play a game of chess, for Gods sake what’s the bloody point of that?
When we question this we are told “Ah, but this is just the beginning wait a few more years and they’ll be able to do everything we can do, they can even drive cars now”
What other species is so daft as to create a machine to replace themselves? Talk about putting the noose around your own neck to help the hangman out. I give up on humans I really do, I’’m taking the dog out for a walk now, no wonder he looks so happy, his species are not trying to replace themselves, and they used to call them dumb animals.:smiley:

Well I’m back from me walk with the dog, not a bad night out there, we did of course drop into the local on the way back. RockyII (me dog) got a saucer of Guinness and enjoyed it very much.:slight_smile:

Food for thought.

By S.F. P. (Sausage Factory Productions) No. 1844233094556/ 2017 :-):wink:

The brain needs nourishment just like your belly
So get up off your arse and knock off the telly
Open a book and read a chapter or two
It makes sense and it’s good for you
Your brain is munching away to it’s hearts delight
Although there’s not a morsel of food in sight
Absorbing energy for the job in hand
Sorting the characters and the lie of the land
Great on a bad day when it’s pouring down rain
Just be careful you don’t get indigestion of the brain.:slight_smile: