I need to go to Mrs Jones' funeral. It will be a sad, gloomy day, a day that is mirrored by the weather which is dull, blustery and depressing this morning.
In need of a bit of light relief, I will leave you with this video which perhaps illustrates just a tad, the following story.....which in retrospect made me smile.
Yesterday morning, there was a thick frost on the ground.
Luckily we have de icer in the car so after I left work I gave the old Berlingo a good squirt all over before leaving for home.
Parked next to me was a similarly iced up car and another middle aged nurse leaving for home was scraping the ice off her windscreen fairly ineffectually with the cover of a cd .
Feeling gallant , I offered her a "squirt! which she thanked me for with a big smile, and as I gave her car a once over, she started up a chatty and rather jolly conversation.
Tired as I was I didn't mistake the the odd bout of hair flicking , the open mouthed silly giggle and over-the-top "hero" comment for mere friendliness and with sudden, ice-cold horror I realised I was actually being flirted with.....and BY A WOMAN!
What did I do?
I hear you all cry
Well like any over-the-hill, gay man worth his saltI legged it home faster than Mo Farrah in his new lycra shorts!