Friday, 14 July 2017

Out Of The Blue

I wasn't going to blog today, I was going to let Anne Marie bask in her justified glory! Ive made minted pea soup and a batch of butternut squash curried soup. I've painted the neighbour's wooden fencing and I've scrubbed the overlooked dirty scum marks off the bath.
Not much has happened today


Then as Mary and I stood at the junction of Marian and London Road, on our powerwalk, a small black hatchback sped past and something fairly hard and white flew out of the passenger window and hit me square in the chest!
The projectile didn't hurt me, but I was somewhat shocked!

It was a shop bought cheeseburger with just one bite taken out of it.!
I took it back for the bachelors to eat! 

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  1. Not ok stuff, so glad you are ok.
    Yes, you are keeping retirement busy.

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    1. My last two shifts are tomorrow and sunday night

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  2. Oh, John! I'm sorry but I laughed at the image of the cheeseburger flying out the window and actually hitting you. It must not have been meant for you, specifically, because it wasn't a scotch egg.

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    1. I think it WAS meant for me, i was a teenager's sport

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  3. I will think of it as an accident.. a tossing of a burger + car passing by + you being there at that moment .. And thus we have Food for the Bachelors. Happy ending ! yay !! :)

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    1. I am trying to look at the other alternative ... I don't want to think it was meant to be ugly or cruel. Just stupid and careless. Or these cretins are from the 1940s and need the sh*t beaten out of them.

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  4. I wonder if you feed the chooks, sausage meat and breadcrumbs whether they could be persuaded to lay scotch eggs :-)

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  5. You have lost so much weight, it seemed like a logical thing to do

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  6. I hope the boys liked it!
    Strange 'litter' I must say ...

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  7. I can say with absolute certainty that I have never been the victim of a drive by cheeseburgering (like a "drive by fruiting" in Mrs. Doubtfire) Honestly...only to you, John!!

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    1. I was a victim of fast food

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    2. You were a victim of slow brains.

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  8. I wonder if it was a comment on the cheeseburger or a comment on you. If there was only one bite taken from it, I'd guess the former and it was thrown out in disgust without noticing pedestrians! I hope the bachelors enjoyed the missile seeing as you suffered for it ...

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    1. They had the bun,mgeorge had the burger

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  9. That's fastfood for you :)

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  10. Not to many folks can say they were beaned by a burger....but you can.

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  11. These days we now have to be 'grateful' that it's not acid!

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    1. Raymondo very true, sad but true

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  12. Yum, you had me at 'minted pea soup'!

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  13. You can't make this stuff up....like a Monty Python skit.
    Prof: "So, how was your day?"
    John: "Great, 'til I was hit my a flying cheeseburger."

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  14. I am yesterday's news; quick, wrap me up and put me in the dustbin before I begin to stink!

    hope the boys enjoyed the burger; happy YOU didn't eat it!

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  15. Assaulted by a cheeseburger. Amazing.

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  16. It must have been a bad burger to get flung after only one bite. Then again, thinking back to the dueling banjos post, are you sure it wasn't them?

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    1. I doubt those boys could drive a car!

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  17. Maybe it was the raffle ticket lady. X

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    1. lmao I thought that

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  18. Bloody hell. They're chucking cheap burgers at you now. Time to move.

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    1. I am an object of ridicule

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    2. They read the blog.

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    3. Personally, I don't think you are an object of ridicule but the village will be with brain dead young people causing problems.

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  19. Well, at least it didn't go to waste.

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  20. Holy Crap, John, you were burgered!

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  21. Am I the only one to wonder why there appears to be at least 3 bites missing out of that cheeseburger? JOHN!!! You didn't !!!!

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  22. How bizarre! Btw the soups sound lush x

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  23. The Highways Agency should design a new road sign - specially for North Wales - Beware of Low Flying Cheeseburgers!

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  24. Well I have no idea what to say to that! What I can say though is I am SO glad that I am not the only one who has totally random weird and unbelievable things happen to them!!

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  25. Well, of course. What else would be thrown from a car, at John?

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  26. Soooo many morons ....So little time :)

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  27. What a terrible thing to happen and why someone would do that is beyond rational thought, good thing it wasn't a bottle. Warm greetings!

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  28. This was funny, but not so funny.

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  29. Good Lord! But at least the boys got a treat. How odd!

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  30. Poor Anne Marie. Upstaged by a random act of cheeseburger. Thank heavens it was soft and squishy. X

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    1. oh, I don't mind. I'm yesterday's news.

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  31. You weren't roaming around in your bathrobe and slippers in the middle of the day, with your hair all mussed up looking like you had slept in days were you? Cause he might have thought you needed a meal, being homeless and all. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  32. At first I thought a chicken had been lobbed out of the window at you !

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  33. How thoughtless and stupid of the burger thrower. Hopefully you wasn't the intended target. At least you put the projectile to good use later. Waste not want not!!! x

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  34. A half-eaten burger? God help us..unless you ate it of course

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  35. Do you think it was a deliberate missile attack or just an accident. Don't expect the feathered lads cared either way.

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  36. I would like to drive around your village with a bucket full of something smelly and keep an eye out for teenage zombies walking along the road.

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  37. That put's the whole new meaning to the words "drive-thru restaurant."

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  38. They could have least offered you the chips to go with it.
    Where do they come up with this naughtiness ?
    ~Jo

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  39. All we get chucked at our gates is the empty wrappers and Happy Meal boxes :-(

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  40. Wow!
    Softer than a boulder . . .

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  41. If it wasn't for the fact this sounds like it wasn't funny, it would be funny. Pretty pathetic passersby -- hope they kept right on passing through and out of town.

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