You've Got To Laugh Haven't You?
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The Not Poli Thread
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I think we’ve all had our fill of it now,and the result is in the lap of the Gods and there’s nothing anyone can say or type that’ll change this so....
Tell me something happy, something sad,something funny that’s happened to you
But don’t mention POLITICS!!
Tell me something happy, something sad,something funny that’s happened to you
But don’t mention POLITICS!!
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//Tell me something happy, something sad,something funny that’s happened to you//
I woke up above ground this morning.
Enjoyed a decent breakfast after a decent nights sleep and with a roof still over my head.
I went to work at a job that I love.
Had a great day doing a job that I love working with a great team of people.
Spoke to friends. Texted and emailed other friends.
Came home and had the luxury of a hot bath and a hot meal.
Tomorrow is going to be particularly tough. A lot of heavy lifting and my back is in tatters now.
But Im still above ground.
Good enough for me ;-)
I woke up above ground this morning.
Enjoyed a decent breakfast after a decent nights sleep and with a roof still over my head.
I went to work at a job that I love.
Had a great day doing a job that I love working with a great team of people.
Spoke to friends. Texted and emailed other friends.
Came home and had the luxury of a hot bath and a hot meal.
Tomorrow is going to be particularly tough. A lot of heavy lifting and my back is in tatters now.
But Im still above ground.
Good enough for me ;-)
Something sad yet very uplifting.
You might recall I posted that I was given the all clear from cancer at the RMH after 5 years of monitoring in early November.
What I didn't write was a very dear member of our group died and I was informed just before I was about to enter the consultation room 3 mins earlier.
Our dear friend was a Spaniard who married a nurse who was one of the set who trained with my wife. As a student nurse,just passed her finals , she met her future husband on Night Duty as nurse I/c the ward in Harrow Road (St Mary's).He died after a long fight with prostate cancer (10 years). A wonderful can do person with a fiery Latino passion.
They bought a very large farmhouse in the sticks and it's renovation was his passion. He cleared an overgrown copse of scrub and they buried the parents of the King Charles Spaniels they bred and loved.
A large Oak tree succumbed to the storms one year so our friend cut it down and sliced the trunk and preserved it in a redundant barn.
He was friends with a master carpenter who mentored him with woodwork.
Our dear friend became very creative with wood working and appreciated the wood and made some wonderful furniture for his children.
Yesterday he was interred in a grave,dug by his beautiful daughter, in their paddock. He was interred alongside the dogs. His coffin was made by his carpenter friend from the Oak that our dear friend preseved in his barn. Likewise a epigram was carved on a piece of oak and laid on his coffin. He lay facing West.
My wife and I did not attend their private and emotional interment but enjoyed meeting his family and friends at a Celebration of his life at a rural hotel. A great touch was that his daughter potted dozens of strawberry plants in pots for us to bring home as a remembrance and tribute to our dear friend Carlos. I don't think my dear wife will stop crying for a few days yet.
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You might recall I posted that I was given the all clear from cancer at the RMH after 5 years of monitoring in early November.
What I didn't write was a very dear member of our group died and I was informed just before I was about to enter the consultation room 3 mins earlier.
Our dear friend was a Spaniard who married a nurse who was one of the set who trained with my wife. As a student nurse,just passed her finals , she met her future husband on Night Duty as nurse I/c the ward in Harrow Road (St Mary's).He died after a long fight with prostate cancer (10 years). A wonderful can do person with a fiery Latino passion.
They bought a very large farmhouse in the sticks and it's renovation was his passion. He cleared an overgrown copse of scrub and they buried the parents of the King Charles Spaniels they bred and loved.
A large Oak tree succumbed to the storms one year so our friend cut it down and sliced the trunk and preserved it in a redundant barn.
He was friends with a master carpenter who mentored him with woodwork.
Our dear friend became very creative with wood working and appreciated the wood and made some wonderful furniture for his children.
Yesterday he was interred in a grave,dug by his beautiful daughter, in their paddock. He was interred alongside the dogs. His coffin was made by his carpenter friend from the Oak that our dear friend preseved in his barn. Likewise a epigram was carved on a piece of oak and laid on his coffin. He lay facing West.
My wife and I did not attend their private and emotional interment but enjoyed meeting his family and friends at a Celebration of his life at a rural hotel. A great touch was that his daughter potted dozens of strawberry plants in pots for us to bring home as a remembrance and tribute to our dear friend Carlos. I don't think my dear wife will stop crying for a few days yet.
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//That's very moving retro. He obviously fought so hard. Never easy. x//
My word did this gentleman and great friend fight all his life. He arrived in this country as a young lad not knowing one word of English at the age of seven. He arrived at a school in Paddington where his English schoolmates regarded and called him a 'Spanish Onion' He beat their prejudice and quickly spoke English as a native.
No way would you ever realise he was Spanish. He had Crohns disease all his life. That was when he met his young wife back in the seventies.He was never a criminal in this country. A man of honour and never bleated about this country owing him a living. All his life he suffered pain but never bleated.
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