Re: Do you have a humorous confession?
A FUNNY THING HAPPENED TO ME ON MY WAY TO THE FORUM.
On the 2nd Wednesday of each month I have lunch with the local church’s old folk. I’m invariably the youngest by 15 or 20 years. I’m 66 , so I’m no spring chicken, but I hobble from table to table chatting away & I am generally welcomed. Well, always welcomed. Some of these old dears are in their nineties & never get much opportunity to chat to anyone from one month to the next. I’m practically their toy boy.
This Wednesday two of these ladies were helping me across the busy road outside the parish hall.
I know it’s pathetic but they’re very willing & it would be churlish of me to refuse some assistance, I am registered disabled after all.
So there I was with Peggy 94 & Hilda 92 standing on the edge of the pavement with helping hands firmly gripping my arms.
Just then I saw my new neighbour looking very oddly at me from across the street. I couldn’t wave my hand or arm, but with a superhuman tug I managed to raise my stick high up in to the air and held it aloft. Then the oddest thing happened.
All the cars stopped for us to cross the road. They must have thought that I was holding my stick up to stop the traffic.
I now know how Moses must have felt when he raised his staff and the Red Sea parted. IT was a moment to savour.
Footnote
This happened 3 or 4 years ago now and I have to report both gals promoted to Glory, bless them