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Firstly, there was this gem that I was given ...... possibly with Brexit in mind
I was told a joke about Heaven being like a place with English police, French cooks, German engineers, Italian lovers and Spanish dancers, all coordinated by Swedes. Hell is like a place with Spanish police, English cooks, French engineers, German lovers and Swedish dancers, all coordinated by Italians.
Let's live in Heaven, not in Hell!
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Then, there was a blog post about friendship and this was deleted .......
I remember befriending a Chinese man while I was at a language school, called Sun Hi. His brother ran a restaurant and he invited my wife and I to dine there, telling us that it would be a 'very special price' for us. We took up the offer and he up-sold every course, even the wine. At the end of the evening he presented the bill without one cent discount. After that, I still liked him but didn't trust him. Later, we discovered that he wasn't Sun Hi, but was using his brother's papers as he was illegally in Spain. His real name was Sun Lo! The highs and lows of life!
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My visit to Venice elicited this thought .....
On a personal note, I dislike pigeons and see them as pests, and the Venetian pigeons are particularly awful. They have an attitude like no other I've seen. Plump, dark and dirty-looking, they rarely fly, but shuffle around in search of crumbs and don’t make any allowance for pedestrians. They enter cafés and bakeries in front of you and only leave when ushered out. If they do use their wings, they seem to fly just high enough to narrowly avoid people's heads. I’m sure they had a sixth sense and knew that I didn’t like them, so taunted me! Perhaps that wasn’t so, but .......
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Technology can be frustrating and I’m sure you’ll recognise this feeling, sent to me by a friend, but I don’t know the origin .....
A pensioner wants to use a new website and doesn’t find it easy:
Windows (W) instructs: Fill in a password
User (U) :cabbage
W: Sorry, the password must contain at least 10 characters
U: boiled cabbage
W: Sorry, the password must contain a number
U: 1 boiled cabbage
W: Sorry, the password may not have spaces
U: 50bloodyboiledcabbages
W: Sorry, the password must have at least 1 capital letter
U: 50BLOODYboiledcabbages
W: Sorry, the password may only have 1 successive capital letter
U: 50BloodyBoiledCabbagesYouCanPutInYourBottom!!!
W: Sorry, the password may not have punctuation marks
U: 50BloodyBoiledCabbagesYouCanPutInYourBottomWhenItIsStillWrongDamn
W: Sorry, the password is already in use
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And in complete contrast, here’s a beautiful love poem that my wife sent me. Unfortunately, and with apologies, I don’t have the author's name, but love the sentiments ....
Love begins as a temporary obsession,
it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.
And when the madness wanes you find yourself making a decision;
to determine whether your roots have so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you will ever part.
Because this is what enduring love really is.
Love isn't breathlessness,
it isn't excitement,
it isn't the declaration of an eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any fool can do.
Enduring love is what is left when being in love has burned away,
which is both an art and a fortunate happenstance.
We, who truly love, have roots growing towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom has fallen from our branches,
We find that we are one tree and not two.
I hope you’ve had a smile, laugh, pang of love, nodded in agreement, or even disagreed; all emotions are possible.