I brought the oul lad the papers yesterday…indo and the irish news. I also brought him breakfast - potato bread fried soda, sausages, etc. A pleasant chat…he actually asked what i was at. I talked of the busy day ahead…a few customers, get the young lad to tackle a few jobs, of course i won’t forget to feed his cattle etc. I was stressed to the eyeballs, but i played it cool and i appreciated his interest.
An hour later he phones to tell me his ancient cousin has a hospital appointment, his sons are all busy etc…could i weigh in? All in all i spent three hours …driving, waiting, rearranging appointments, losing money, etc. When i eventually got the gent in question back home,he threw a fiver into the car ashtray.
Today I overheard the oul fella discussing this flamboyant act of benevolence. His exact words were, “sure it’s more than he’ll make hanging round his workshop”.
Use a spell checker you daft bollocks.
He’s pissed drunk.
Sorry lads, the ‘create topic’ button has a mind of it’s own
Look a five pound sterling is worth a lot more than a Butty Brennan €5.
Fair point. I could have bought a farm with it…in 1746
Ah, I donno about that. Property prices went up after the Planters arrived.
What? You didn’t get yours for free?
Is that who Paul Galvin modelled himself on?
Oul lad has experienced a sudden loss in mobility. A fortnight ago he was driving himself to mass, brushing up leaves, clipping hedges etc. Now he’s barely able to walk with a stick. I brought him along for an appointment earlier…x-ray shows his artifical hip has worn through the plastic socket. He suddenly looks frail and helpless…i made a mental note to be kind and patient with the likes of @Chancer and @Julio_Geordio
Get him in for a socket replacement and he’ll get another 20 out of it.
It’ll take a few weeks of rehabbing and exercise to get him back to where he was.
The consultant is on for replacing both…the existing ball is about 7/8" in diameter…and it’s worn right through to the bone. Thats the problem with these older models…reliable, but hard to find parts
It doesn’t get any easier with them does it.
Not much to be said for old age, other than it’s better than the alternative
There’s a saying beloved of oul’ lads:
Live long enough to be a burden to your children.
My wife’s uncle has gone through hell and back with his hip.
He got it replaced for a second time about five years ago and pretty much from then he had pain in it. Follow up appointments fobbed it off.
Then earlier this year he got a second opinion who said he had a monster fucking infection in there now. After gallons of anti biotics and numerous further replacements (current count 10) due to pieces being infected he’s no better off and is now looking at an amputation.
That’s absolutely horrendous. Will say a prayer for him.
My dad passed on at 57, lung cancer took him very quickly so all my memories really are of a powerful vibrant man, I’m not sure how he would have coped with losing that vitality over a long period
Interesting conundrum
That’s very young and a terrible blow to your family.
To return to more light-hearted matters it’s amazing the impact the phrase “I think I need to speak to (insert solicitors name here) again about my will” has.
Black Barrells indeed….