Mum, don't worry but...

I have lost my mobile!
When, how? my voice goes in the treble..
Well, we went out to this club last night and there was a weirdo  there.. anyway, when we left, he was walking behind us
and ? 
and we ran and this is how I lost my mobile..
This phone conversation happened yesterday at 11 a.m. Camille rang earlier on but none of us picked it up and she left a message on the answering machine..
Don't you worry for your children at times! 
She finishes:
So don't worry, I am going to work and I will call at the Orange shop to see what they can do.
OK. It's not the first time it has happened so fair enough, I am not going to worry!
That evening Camille rings me again. 
Orange says they are going to replace it, it'll cost me £60.00 and they ll send it to me really quickly..oh, i forgot,  i'll have to pay £6.00 insurance for 4 months..I'm having diner now..so I'll speak to you later...
Fine! Do you think it is the end of it?  not quite! 
Today, after our team service, there is another message asking me to ring her at work. So I ring her..
Mum, they were supposed to come this morning and I never heard the bell ring..I hope they wont give me a fine!
Have they left their card saying they came by ? 
No!
In that case, you should not have to pay a fine. Get in touch later. Love you.!


I am sure that I am not the only parent involved in a phone saga. Those mobiles have a habit of disappearing, falling in the gutter, reappearing under the sofa...Personally I would  not like being on a contract as they last for 12 or 18 months and you can end up paying much more that the original £35 a month.  Other parents also wonder why those networks couldn't text the users of the mobiles giving them a warning when they are about to go over the limit. Food for thoughts ? Have a blessed sunday.

The visit of a Welsh princess.

At last our sister Pauline came to visit us. She drove all the way from Rhondda, in South Wales last Sunday. We were overjoyed to see her as the last time was for Dad's 80th birthday..On Monday, we went swimming. This was a shock to the system as neither of us had been for a long time! We had a bbq, courtesy of Steven..

On Thursday, we went to an Italian restaurant in Stone, Pasta di Piazza.  I do recommend it. The menu is excellent and the food very tasty!

On Saturday, we went for a walk in Cannock Chase. It is a beautiful place. I did see deers once on my way to work last year but none could be seen this time.

Red deer (credit Jenny Surry)

Group of stags..(credit Chris Blackburn)..

On Thursday, Steven and Pauline went to Cosford, the RAF place. Did you enjoy it Pauline ? Err, yeah ...of course.. Well, we had a wonderful week and we praised the Lord for it.

Humour 4

I found the following joke on the Dornoch Cathedral website !
A Blonde was sent on her way to Heaven. Upon arrival, a concerned Peter met her at the Pearly Gates. “I’m sorry,” Peter said, “But Heaven is suffering from an overload of goodly souls and we have been forced to put up an Entrance Exam for
new arrivals to ease the burden of Heavenly Arrivals.”
“That’s cool” said the blonde, “What does the Entrance Exam consist of?”
“Just three questions” said Peter.
“Which are?” asked the blonde.
“The first,” said Peter, “is, which two days of the week start with the letter T? The second is How many seconds are there in a year? The third is What is the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?”
“Now,” said Peter, “Go away and think about those questions and when I call you, I shall expect you to have those answers for me.”
So the blonde went away and gave those three questions some considerable thought (I expect you to do the same).
The following morning, Peter called upon the blonde and asked if she had considered the questions, to which she replied ”I have.”
“Well then,” said Peter, “Which two days start with the letter T?”
The blonde said, “Today and Tomorrow.”
Peter pondered this answer for some time, and decided that indeed the answer can be applied to the question.
“Well then, could I have your answer to the second of the three questions?” Peter went on, “how many seconds in a year?”
The blonde replied “Twelve!”
“Only twelve?” exclaimed Peter, How did you arrive at that figure?”
“Easy,” said the blonde, “there’s the second of January, the second of February, right through to the second of December, giving a total of twelve seconds.”
Peter looked at the blonde and said “ I need some time to consider your answer before I can give you a decision.” And he walked away shaking his head.
A short time later, Peter returned to the blonde. “I’ll allow the answer to stand, but you need to get the third and final question absolutely correct to be allowed into Heaven. Now, can you tell me the answer to the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?”
The blond replied: “Of the three questions, I found this the easiest to answer. “Really!” exclaimed Peter, “And what is the answer?”
“It’s Andy.” “Andy?”
“Yes, Andy,” said the blonde.
This totally floored Peter, and he paced this way and that, deliberating the answer. Finally, he could not stand the suspense any longer, and turning to the blonde, asked “How did you arrive at THAT answer?” ”Easy” said the blonde,
Andy sat, Andy watched, Andy waited til his billy boiled.”


And the blonde entered Heaven…
***What’s worse I bet you are now singing it to yourself!!!!!!
Have a blessed week-end!