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Wednesday, 28 July 2010

If you get arrested for stealing hay, do you automatically get bail?

Two days left! I feel guilty about leaving the patients whom I have built up a relationship with. And as noted on other days, most the staff at work. But that is it! On Monday, I start work much close to home in a workplace that appears that it will value and support me more. Even if or does not, at least I will be closer to home.



So today, I did some agency work to get some cash before my pay cut.  And on getting home, I got to pick up the kids from nursery.  Normally they go on a Monday, and this week they did.  Due to Bank Holidays, they have 'extra' days.  And today was one.  I went to work, they went to nursery.  And on being picked up, I was there!  The hug I got from my son! He has never hugged me as hard as he did.  My daughter loved seeing me as well.  And afterwards, I got to take them to the shops to get the paper and of course, some sweeties for them and a lottery ticket.  I used to win £10 every other week before I went out with my wife.  But since winning the lottery of love, I have only won once, that was four numbers on a midweek draw when I got around £40.  But I would rather be with my wife than have several million pounds.




And back to the topic of moving on.  Five days, and I start my new job!

 

A young brunette goes into the doctor's office and says that her body hurts wherever she touches it.
"Impossible," says the doctor. "Show me."
She takes her finger and pushes her elbow and screams in agony. She pushes her knee and screams, pushes her ankle and screams and so on it goes.
The doctor says, "You're not really a brunette are you?"
She says, "No, I'm really a blonde."

"I thought so," he says. "Your finger is broken."

Tuesday, 27 July 2010

If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman to hear him, is he still wrong?

Evening all.  
Three days to go.






The kids today went bowling.  My wife took them with Barbara and her kids, Lizzie and Henry.  Before then, they had a play date which resulted in them getting rained on.  Apparently, the kids loved it.  My son came first with 109, my daughter second with 92.  I must make a mental note not to go bowling with them!  Anyway, I have to go.  I have work to go to tomorrow. 




A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, "Perfect timing. You're just like "George!

Passenger: "Who?"

Cabbie: "George Sullivan. He's a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to George Sullivan, every single time."

Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."

Cabbie: "Not George Sullivan. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy."

Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special."

Cabbie: "You got that right!. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But George Sullivan, he could do everything right."

Passenger: "Wow. Some guy then."

Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But George, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to George Sullivan."

Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"

Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met George. He died. I'm married to his fucking' widow."

Monday, 26 July 2010

A paper cut is the tree's last revenge!

Four days to go!

And boy, am I looking forward to leaving.  Just in case you have not worked that out that is.


Today it has been a good day at work.  I do like the staff here and when it comes to them working as a team, I guess they do the best they can and do work as one.  I will miss working with them, and I do hope that all goes well for them once I leave.  But I can not stay just because of them.

On getting back from work the kids were waiting for me at the door.  It is a sort of mixed blessing having them there.  I love the fact that they wait for me.  But at times, in fact most of the time, I just want to rest.  But one day they will not be waiting, and so I have to enjoy the time I have with them as much as I can.  

And treasure it.

Sunday, 25 July 2010

I had been advised to take my car for a regular service by the salesman, but I cant get the thing through the narrow doors at my church!

Five days to go!



And counting of course. 

I was working last night, and had some training at my new workplace today.  Clair and Sarah came over and played with the kids, the two of them loving the attention, as always!  And my wife made a great meal.  There are times that my stomach is no where near big enough to eat the food she makes, and it is so sad considering what a great cook she is.

Anyway, although it rained earlier on today, we were able to sit out in the garden.  The sun shone at times, it was nice and warm, and the kids loved playing in the garden.  Which meant that I managed to get some time to relax, something that I am not going to have much chance to do next month.  Due to the pay cut to move to my new job, I am having to do agency work, which means that I have to jealously protect any time I get to relax.  And also treasure all time I get with the family. 



And I hope you like the joke... 

Guy 1: "If my boss doesn't take back what he said to me, I'm leaving the company."
Guy 2: "What did he say?"
Guy 1: "Leave the company."

Saturday, 24 July 2010

My daughter said to me the other day that she wants to be like Lady Gaga when shes older. I hope she meant she wants to be a popstar, and not some cross-dressing bloke...

Afternoon all.

Six days to go!



Anyway, while I post this, my son is wearing his sisters swimming costume.   I have taken the obligatory picture to blackmail him with when he is older.

And on that topic, I hope you like this joke...

A truck driver sees a girl about to jump off a bridge so he stops. "What are you doing?" he says. "I'm trying to comit suicide," she says. "Well before you jump give me a blow job," the truckie says. So she does. After she's finished the truckie says "WOW, that's a wasted talent, why are you comitting suicide?" "Cause my parents don't like me dressing up like a girl" 

Friday, 23 July 2010

I cooked a meal for my wife on our anniversary and she told me it was awful. I even gave her three slices of gravy.

Evening all!  Seven days to go!



Today, I was abandoned by the partners at work.  If they wanted to make me even happier that I am leaving, they picked a great way to do it.  I will miss everyone else where I work.  Well, most of everyone else.  But, seven days and I am free!



The kids today went round to a friend of ours with my wife today.  And they had a great time there.  Played with kids, and when I came back from work, they were still full of energy.  And they loved giving me hugs.  Though to be fair, they were about to crash, and on reading them their stories, my son started to fall asleep and my daughter asked if I could end the story early.

Anyway, take care all, and I hope you like this thought...



One person believing there's an invisible man in the sky- He's crazy


A hundred people believing in an invisible man in the sky- Cult


Millions of people believing in many invisible men in the sky- Religion

   

Thursday, 22 July 2010

So Muralitharan has taken 800 test wickets, isn't it about time they stop testing him and let him play a real match?

Evening all.  Just to continue my countdown, eight days to go!



Got back from a day at work (could have been worse) to find my kids jumping up and down and full of energy.  Today, my daughter had a play date.  Two girls came round to play with her.  While here, their mother looked at my son, and his winning smile and commented "Poor girlfriend" after seeing it!



Anyway, time for that joke...


The good news: My cat went though an entire cycle of the washing machine and managed to survive unharmed.

The bad news: I lost a £10 bet on it.