Other "highlights" included the Vicar's tea party on Saturday, followed by a Croquet Lunch on the Sunday. I never thought I would get involved in such activities!! Mind you, I did not know how alcoholic a croquet lunch could be........
Also a couple of funerals - it's always been strange to watch as life passes - you start with lots of parties as you get to the end of school and start student life, or going to work, and then they turn into engagement parties, followed by weddings, house-warming parties, Christenings, Big Birthdays, Wedding anniversaries (we had a splendid one of those too last week) and finally funerals. Some are better than others - these were a chap I have helped to organise the village quizzes, and a judge who went the way we all want to go - a heart attack in his sleep, without warning. Bad for the family, but good for the main participant.
I have kept out of politics in these entries, and I propose to continue to do so, but I cannot help observing how little the general population are prepared to talk about the big events of the world. Probably because they feel that the cannot do anything about them, and anyway, isn't that what we elect and pay politicians to do for us?
One or two quite good e-mails have come in this month too. Try these:
A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital,
wearing an oxygen
mask over his mouth and nose. A young student nurse appears and gives
him a partial sponge bath.
"Nurse," he mumbles from behind the mask, "are my testicles black?"
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, "I don't know, Sir. I'm only
here to wash your upper body and feet."
He struggles to ask again, "Nurse, please check for me. Are my
testicles black?"
Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure and heart rate
from worrying about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and
pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles
gently in the other.
She looks very closely and says, "There's nothing wrong with them,
Sir. They look fine."
The man slowly pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says
very slowly, "Thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now listen
very, very closely:
"Are - my - test - results - back?"
mask over his mouth and nose. A young student nurse appears and gives
him a partial sponge bath.
"Nurse," he mumbles from behind the mask, "are my testicles black?"
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, "I don't know, Sir. I'm only
here to wash your upper body and feet."
He struggles to ask again, "Nurse, please check for me. Are my
testicles black?"
Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure and heart rate
from worrying about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and
pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles
gently in the other.
She looks very closely and says, "There's nothing wrong with them,
Sir. They look fine."
The man slowly pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says
very slowly, "Thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now listen
very, very closely:
"Are - my - test - results - back?"
And what I
regarded as a sick joke, but I was corrected by the originator, who felt it was
"Merely an elementary observation":
What
do you do with a sick chemist?
If
you can't helium
If
you can't curium
Then
you might as well barium!!!
Finally, from Chris and Brian, a
couple of excellent clips from uTube:
About all for now. Keep in touch.
