If you come on here looking for some mind-blowing conversation or profound words of wisdom, well you've come to the wrong place and will be disappointed. I'm just an ordinary bod who likes to share my day with anyone who cares to listen. Tales of my dogs, my garden, my family and happenings in my life that I feel might just be amusing....If you're happy with that, draw up a chair, light up a ciggie if you wish or have a cup of tea and make yourself at home.
I think I mentioned that an old friend of mine had died, He, his wife and I being Scottish, struck up a friendship in the dog world. Cath died about 16years ago and Fergie the other week.
The funeral is on Friday, his daughter phoned me to tell me the date,time and cemetery, which I noted down and got in touch with other old dog friends to let them know.
Another mutual friend also phoned and on finishing the conversation, said see you at the Crematorium 12.30. ???? I said no, Jean, 2.30, that’s what Sheila said, a silence at the end of the line, then, I’m sure it’s 12.30 said Jean, oh! perhaps we should phone Sheila and check.
A phone call later…………I had somehow got it wrong, it was 12.30, So a quick back on line to contact others with an abject apology and giving the correct time.
Now, just supposing Jean hadn’t said ‘see you at 12.30’ I, plus about four others whom I had informed, would have turned up two hours late for the funeral, it’s a two hour journey for me, but that aside I'd have been mortified [very apt at a cemetery] ,what do you do in that sort of situation?, it doesn’t bear thinking about, I hope it’s not a sign of any jinx on the day.