Do you know local man Dave Palmer from the lovely Worcestershire village of Nob End? A lot of us do, don't we, to put it mildly!
And even if you don't know Dave personally,
you're probably at least dimly aware of the "Free Dave Palmer" campaign, especially after its successful conclusion with Palmer's final release coming just yesterday - the "feel good" story of the week, wasn't it! Am I right? Or am I right? (!).
triumphant local man Dave Palmer, free at last after years of confinement,
thanks to the vociferous, crowd-funded,"Free Dave Palmer" campaign
And if you want more details, just read Palmer's horrific story for yourself, in this morning's Onion News West Worcestershire edition, the print version of which probably "plopped" through your letter-box this morning, just like it did with mine and my medium-to-long-suffering wife Lois's letter-box, if I'm not very much mistaken!
It's on page 94, so you'll have to "thumb through" a lot of trivia to get to it (!) - just saying!!!!
Quite a story isn't it! And its happy ending not only puts Lois and me in a great mood this morning, but also restores our faith in British justice, to put it mildly!
And if you're inclined to dismiss Palmer's story as just a "one-off", a freak "mis-ident" that may never happen again, just look at this graphic supplied to this blog by Worcestershire University, and you'll see why "snafus" such as befell Palmer may not be as rare as you might think.
11:00 And the differences between people and animals, and the bonds between them also, give Lois and me plenty to chuckle about on our morning walk through "the mean streets of Malvern" (!).
us, taking our daily walk today, through
"the mean streets of Malvern" (!)
For our sins (!), Lois and I lead the local U3A Intermediate Danish group, and it's our group's fortnightly zoom meeting this afternoon. We're currently reading a Danish murder mystery about a menopausal cat-lover Birgitte, who gets murdered by a young man Jay, who seduces Birgitte, marries her, and then pretends to contract a terminal disease. He then makes a suicide pact with her, and while she carries out her own suicide, Jay only pretends to carry out his own suicide, so survives her and walks off with her money.
As you do haha!
Danish crime-writer Anna Grue, and the book we're currently
reading in our local U3A Intermediate Danish group
And Lois and I discuss the prospects for our zoom meeting this afternoon with our Danish group, and chuckle about all the risks that older Danish cat-lovers may face from local scammers, and all that sort of malarkey (!), as we take our morning walk.
By the way, Lois and I have decided for the moment to postpone any further "perambulations" in the long grass, after days of coming home with wet socks (me) and wet tights (Lois). For the moment we're sticking to walking on pavements only - call us risk-adverse if you like haha!
Lois and me showcasing the perils of the hot socks that you may
come home with if you risk perambulating in the in the long grass
of the common at Malvern or anywhere else for that matter (!)
Luckily, we'll be able to go back to the long grass soon, because Lois bought some spangly boots yesterday in Shoezone, and later today I'm due to take delivery of a pair of boots I bought online from Jileon Wellies, which is nice - another happy ending, fingers crossed.
(left and centre) Lois buying a pair of boots in Shoezone,
and (right) a delighted me taking delivery of an order of boots from Jileon Wellies
14:30 And this afternoon's zoomo meeting of our Intermediate Danish group passes off peacefully too, which is nice.
It's nearly 2:30 pm and I log in to zoom and wait for the other
members of our local U3A Intermediate Danish group to
join us, while Lois pre-researches "date of next meeting"
on our wall-calendar in our kitchen-diner
There's always a bit of a worry about translating our Danish murder mystery book's sex scenes into English, but our group's "demographic" of mainly over-60's women don't seem at all embarrassed today, and seem to be "lapping it all up", which is a relief.
The young Danish scammer in our story, Jay, has just told his latest victim, the menopausal Birgitte, that he's been diagnosed with a terminal illness, and she "insists" on giving him a "blowjob" to cheer him up, which is a kind thought.
Luckily the Danes don't have a word for "blowjob" and they use the English word. That helps, because members don't have to strictly translate the word when it comes up - they can just say she gives him a blowjob, and they don't have to reveal whether or not they know what it means, which is a relief!
21:00 We wind down for bed with tonight's episode of "All Creatures Great and Small", a beloved series based on the adventures of vets working at a practice in the Yorkshire Dales during World War II.
In tonight's episode one of the vets, Tristan, is spending some time putting the finishing touches to a lecture he's due to give to army recruits currently preparing to fly out to North Africa. And the subject of Tristan's talk comes up at the breakfast table.
Nobody around the breakfast table knows, however, what the subject of Tristan's talk is going to be, so he gets pressed to give further details, to general merriment, especially in the case of James's wife Helen.
Yes, of course - always start out with a joke! That's what the pundits always advise, isn't it.
Lois and I have a good laugh over Helen's little "bon mot" there, but unfortunately there's a serious point here also, as far as I'm concerned, to my cost (!).
It reminds me that I'm due to give a so-called "presentation" to our local U3A History of English group on Friday of next week - not only that, but I haven't written a single line of it yet.
Yikes !!!!!
If I can only think of a joke, that in itself could take up several minutes of my allotted time, especially if it's something of a shaggy dog story.
I wonder....!!!!
My subject, if that helps, by the way, is "The History of Scots: the version of English spoken by many in Scotland", so if you've got any suitable jokes for me, please send them to me ASAP, on a postcard as usual (please!), and for preference they should take at least 10 minutes to deliver, not including the resultant laughter (if any!). This will save me a lot of work writing my presentation, to put it mildly!
[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzz!!!!!
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