I bumped into the vicar yesterday. We talked about retiring. He hangs up his cassock next year and is looking forward to it. I always thought that vicars just carried on until their spinster house keepers found them dead in the vestry clutching a mysterious note ........perhaps I've watched too many episodes of Midsommer Murders?
Mrs Trellis tottered through the village and informed me that another village character Tinkering Pete had lost his shihTzu to a nasty bout of pancreatitis this morning.
I'll drop in a card later
I enjoyed it.
I'm presently planning my week. Dinner out and badminton with the Prof, a talk to some retired nhs staff, more work quotes for kitchen work, the garden to clear of dead wood of and a trip to London to see best mate and a trip to see Wings with Juliet Stevenson in the West End !
Oh and I've just bought a smart phone! I'm now down with the yooofff
And that's all before the weekend!
Some of the nursing staff Ive left behind at the bast on Friday!
That Limehouse Golem sounds like one of my things ....what was the film you watched in September 1984 at the cinema in Chester by the way ? You didn't respond to me earlier question on the actual blog thread !!!
ReplyDeleteNow i think it was platoon , i took a psychiatric patient! Who had delusions he once was in the american army
DeleteNo it was something more inappropriate
DeleteThe Killing Fields
Platoon was later than 84 ....the killing field ? Was that about the Pol Pot / Cambodia massacres ? Nice touch !! I'm sure a psychiatric patient would have found it most soothing !!
DeleteYes you are right. The patient was called Mark...he was under section too, god knows why they trusted me
DeleteNurse in charge obviously had a sense of humour
DeleteHe was a drunk as I recall
DeleteIt's funny how so many people think that life is the way it is in movies. Ha ha.
ReplyDeleteThink I'll pass on the Golem one ...
You seem so happy in retirement! Good for you!
ReplyDeleteBetter get used to charging your phone daily rather than weekly then...
ReplyDeleteOm the "yooofff". I was half way to googling another Welsh-ism when I got it. The best thing about a smart phone--a note pad to jot reminders on. Just be sure to keep the phone in your pocket. Don't be carrying it around like the yooofff do, leaving it on every counter you visit.
ReplyDeleteYour week sounds like a far far better thing than mine.
ReplyDeleteWow, your nurse friends all have beautiful teeth! Your schedule sounds very busy in a positive way. Good for you!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your fun-packed week! I can hardly keep up! :)
ReplyDeleteIm a giddy kipper
DeleteAfter a while you will wonder where you ever found the time to go to work.
ReplyDeleteThat's true! A former boss of mine once said that the only people who never have time for anything because they are so busy are the retired ones.
DeleteThis does not sound like retirement to me John - but then I am hardly one to talk.
ReplyDeleteWith the blogger app, you can blog on the go.
ReplyDeleteYour enjoying life and cheers to you John! 😉 Congrats on the phone! I'm hooked!
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ReplyDeleteLook at you surrounded by all those rampant female nurses. What a bleedin' waste.
ReplyDeleteI just knew you would hate that!
DeleteDon't get me started on Midsummer Murders....my PBS station plays back to back show here on Monday night.
ReplyDeleteSmart phone!!! I have a Dumb phone.....
A friend of mine on the road to recovery in hospital following severe depression was allowed out for the afternoon with some friends,to see a movie and tea - they had unwittingly got tickets for The Madness Of King George, it was a he said, a grip the edge of your seat white knuckle ride. He never told them and they never realised.
ReplyDeleteDon't let that new smart phone dumb you down. I have seen it happen.
ReplyDeleteMy pair of old Aunts from Ireland were nuns , they retired and just went on endless pilgrimages , basically holidays with a few prayers thrown in . But the worse part was they used to visit there siblings in the UK , turn up unannounced insist on trips to the pub and sit and do Irish keening for hours after application of Guinness . We all used to volunteer to shove them on the ferry at Holyhead
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