Hello again!
I'm just getting over my debut in the June Call Sign, which turned out
to be a little a little tricky. This was due to the fact that when my other
half gets a little cross with me, he now says: "And you can put that in
your column!" And every time I ask him a question, he replies with
"no comment!" Yes, very funny dear...!
Dogs and Things
Do you remember me telling you about my children bringing home stray dogs in a
vain attempt to get us to buy them one? Well we virtually capitulated and
bought them the absolute perfect pet; a virtual dog on the computer! Well at
least you can turn it off at night! Pity they don't make virtual children now
that I think about it. That would be nice! Mind you, do you know the best way
to turn your children off? Ask them to do their homework! Hee, Hee!
My 14-year-old son Terry came to me the other day and asked if he could have
some money for a haircut. I explained that I was a bit short and he would have
to wait until later on in the week. I found out later that he went and had a
moan to his dad. What was DaC dad's advice to him? "Tell your mum
you've got nits son, and you'll have the money in 10 seconds flat!"
And who said that women were devious?
Kevin and Perry? Don't Need 'Em...
I am sorry to say that I was unable to take my teenage son to see Kevin and
Perry go Large, as it now appears that he is too embarrassed to be seen in
public with his mum! Anyway, I wasn't too disappointed. Why see the film when
you're living with the real thing...!
And Taxis...?
The use of nicknames in the taxi-trade has always fascinated me. I often hear
them being mentioned, but rarely know the driver's real names; i.e. Sonic,
Muscles, Peter the Greek, John Knows, Jurassic John, Mike Reid, Postcode, Rolls
Royce Dave and 'nearly' Cary Grant.
The funny thing is that they have never been able to think up a
name that would stick, or was appropriate for my husband!
Editor's note: I'm thinking of calling a postal ballot to
decide whether to make the name and call sign of Leigh's DaC husband public!
Now I Could Help Them Out There!
I'm not supposed to share this with you as my husband isn't the least bit
amused - but I just had to. My husband was driving his taxi in the rain, when
he was pulled up and booked by the police. The charge? That he deliberately
drove through a puddle splashing a jogger in the rain!
When he profusely protested his innocence, the police even claimed they had
seen him laughing while doing it!
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"I wasn't laughing" he replied indignantly,
"I was singing to my Englebert Humperdink tape!" Needless to
say, that did him no favours and they booked him! We await their decision and
but hope that we can rely on your support for the ROMFORD ONE!
Editor's note: We can add a second part to the ballot: Do we
want nasty criminals on DaC!
You how what these taxi drivers are like with their gossiping, well hubby
had a lady barrister in his cab just after the recent police booking. He
naturally asked her opinion on the case only to be given this invaluable
advice: "You deserve to be nicked just for listening to an Englebert
Humperdink tape!
And on that 'appy' note, I bid you goodbye for now from 'er indoors...
Leigh Briden
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