This morning's mail included an invitation to test drive a mobility scooter. It was a personal invitation, not just a mailshot, so now I'm wondering who among my family and friends would think this funny? I may have the bus pass but I could still walk to the bus stop should I ever decide to use it!
A few years ago, on a Sunday evening, I answered the phone to hear a screech of surprise followed by sobbing and inarticulate mumblings. Eventually, I was able to establish that it was my friend Elspeth calling from Portsmouth to offer her condolences to my husband and children: my death had just been announced in the cathedral. It was a terrible shock for her when I picked up the phone and, I must say, I found it a bit unnerving too.
At the time of that incident I was undergoing chemotherapy and the death announcement, which I later saw in a copy of the cathedral bulletin, spurred me on to recovery. The offer of a mobility scooter will spur me on to increased activity. I wonder if I can make it to next year's London marathon?
I've always wanted a motorcycle.
ReplyDeleteNot for me, e. A friend took me for a ride on the back of her motorcycle once and I thought my face would never defrost!
ReplyDeleteIf you run a marathon I will swim home with my luggage on my back, saving myself a lot of money. No I did not enrol you for the 'happy-go-lucky', "watch out for your legs, I'm coming through", shopping hazard brigade. We don't have such luxuries as that in Greece for the over-60's. Maybe it was a friends suggestion that cakes and preserves could lead to weight problems and immobility. Take care!
ReplyDeleteYes, it would have the same effect on me I think. Have you ever seen the film Sixth Sense?
ReplyDeleteRO, are you suggesting I might be dead but not realise it? Interesting.
ReplyDeleteLittle Brother - get practising your swimming!
ReplyDeleteDear M - most relieved to hear that you are still very much here (and not a figment of anyone's imagination either) and that you have no need for a mobility scooter. After all, (she said selfishly), we have a busy time ahead, do we not? I don't think we'd reach Baggy Point on a scooter . .
ReplyDeleteD, we don't need a scooter or even a bus pass, after all we ARE only going on 16. See you soon.
ReplyDeleteNot really sure, Maureen. It just came to mind...it's the sort of thing I ponder quite regularly when having philosophical moments. It only ever ends in brainache and the conviction that I have an overactive imagination.
ReplyDeleteRO, what are weekends for if not thinking deep and imaginative philosophical thoughts?
ReplyDeleteDeath announcement gosh that was an ouch...
ReplyDeleteand you don't sound like a buggy kind of girl to me...not 'till you hit your late 80's like my Ma ...so decades to go there girl.
Think I'd go for yoga or swimming myself... Marathon running always seems a bit masochistic!
Val, I like the yoga suggestion or perhaps Tai Chi might suit me better as I think there are fewer contortions. I may not be immobile but I am lazy!
ReplyDeleteOuch moments sounds like a good title for a meme.
monix, I think I enjoyed reading through these comments as much as your post! I wish I had something clever to add, but sadly I don't. I'm having a bad case of the Mondays. However, I will say that I'm glad your still with us. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jodi, I'm glad I'm still around too. I love reading comments from the wittiest to the most Mondayish. (BTW parcel has gone off at last!)
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! What happened with that death announcement? Did you ever find out? Awful. Of course the joke around here when I was a kid was two adults meeting one another on the street and one saying to the other, 'I thought you were dead!' :<)
ReplyDeleteNan, I was very ill at the time and someone must have started the rumour that I had snuffed it! I think a lesson was learned - not to make announcements without checking the facts first. We think it is funny, looking back on it, but it felt decidedly strange at the time.
ReplyDeleteIt just makes me shake my head in disbelief. Terrible!
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