Gentle hugs, Carinthia.
Best dreams, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Gentle hugs, Carinthia.
Best dreams, Cellarites,
Soo xx
Gin, Dahlink
You needs Gin
Carinthia.xx
A job for A Certain Sparrer’s bruvver?
“You are aware that you have to be disabled if you park there…”
I gave the evil eye to an Aston Martin & it’s driver who drove merrily into Disabled Space #1 yesterday. I hovered, so I could direct the obtuse glance at the cheating driver … who then limped out of the vehicle using 2 crutches.
I decided to look elsewhere.
I’m aware that there are lots of hidden disabilities too, Armrest, but they should display a badge to park in that spot
I was once shouted at in a Chesterfield car park, because I had, inadvertently,used a Parent & Child space.I moved to another spot ASAP, as it was a genuine mistake, but I was left shaken by the haranguing
Carinthia.xx
Correct, of course. I doubt this guy had one, but he was certainly, albeit maybe temporarily, in great difficulty walking. I have before now gone up to people & challenged them but in this instance thought, badge or no, it was appropriate to park there.
That’s a very valid point
Temporary & hidden disabilities should have their own badge, IMO, but that isn’t going to happen anytime soon.
Carinthia.xx
(Thought I’d mentioned this before, but can’t find any trace, so apologies if I’m repeating myself)
My sister once gave me a thorough dressing-down for parking in a disabled space outside a private house. Her house. The house that was once our family home. The house I used to live in.
The space had been put there for the benefit of our mother.
Our late mother.
Drink, Joe
Hug too
Carinthia.xx
Yeah, but once designated, don’t the spaces stay designated? There’s one at the top of our road and the person I am fairly sure it was created for dropped off his perch years ago.
This does not, of course, diminish or excuse the twattish tendencies of your sibling.
This is the sister you don’t speak to any more … I’m hoping.
It would be a tad difficult, without access to a good medium…
Hmmm…
Looking at that, it seems a bit glib. It was one of those situations where if you’re in it, you’ve had years to consider your feelings, but to anyone on the outside…
The fact is there’d been a bit of a rift and it was only after our mother’s death that a (tentative) reconciliation was attempted. As the above might suggest, it didn’t start well…
I thought that my family was awkward.
Joe
Much fellow feeling
I refuse to speak to my sister having decided some time ago aged 43 that nobody was ever going to cause me upset or offer violence in my own home
It works for me
Helped by distance and residing in a separate jurisdiction
Sad when families break down but it happens and we just have to make the best of life without familial ties
I am lucky in having a goodly number of outlaws who are wonderfully diverse and gifted in their own ways so I admire and love em all
Think of 5 like yon Bull with spouses similarly terrifyingly intelligent but gentle and kind folk
We are off out for the day, so I had better call a
before we go.
Fellow feeling from here too
Brother’s oddities & quirks have been evident for almost 60 years, & are going to haunt me from beyond his grave fer years to come, at this rate
Sigh
He managed to imagine himself into a whole Noo life story , & the JWs ‘embroidered’ the rest…
Carinthia.xx
At least we are lucky and have good friends dear My friends matter a whole lot to me even if I don’t see them that often
Yon Bull is all excited today
His fancy surround sound system arrived so he is putting oodles of cable into conduits and so not readily being dust catchers strung around the living room like last year’s party streamers
Conduits good; eye, not so good.
Sure, it will be fine. …