Very strange dream last night, I don't believe that dreams mean anything, but, if there were an explanation I would like to know about it.

The start is "fuzzy" in my memory but the end remains very clear, I am laying in the street and an ambulance comes along, out of the ambulance steps the paramedic, as he walks up to me I recognise him and say, "You are not a paramedic, you're the actor John Thaw, and you're dead".

He says, "So are you".

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SORRY FELLAS,

Braille version of Playboy magazine.

Man's thermometer,

Reading Doralene's recent post "computer addiction" led me to this site,

http://i-legallink.info/addiction/internet-addiction/

Not that I am addicted in any way.

I received this as an e-mail, thought that I would pass it on.

I am sending this to you to see how many actually read their e-mail.
Your response will be interesting. Pay attention to what you read.
After you have finished reading it, you will know the reason it was
sent to you.

Here goes:

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.
When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.
When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a
need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you
with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or
spiritually. They may seem

like a godsend and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.
Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient
time,this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled,
their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has
come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usua lly give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must
build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.
Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have
learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.
It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.

Send this to every friend that you have on-line, including the person who sent it to you.

0 Replies - you may need to work on your "people skills"
2 Replies - you are nice but probably need to be more outgoing
4 Replies - you have picked your friends well
6 Replies - you are downright popular
8 Replies or More - you are totally awesome (and that's probably why you're
on MY list)

I wonder what mine will be....

GUARDIAN ANGEL.

I know that I am no writer, but enjoy messing about.

THE VISIT.

I have just been told that I can have two days away. That’s plenty. I will visit without him knowing, just watch and listen. Once I knew him so well, I will be able to spot any major changes.

Of course, words of what he has been doing get back to me. Even being here now someone will tell you.

The things that you hear are strange, for instance, I heard that he had broken his lawn mower, and i know that would have annoyed him. He always was a bit slow too spend his money.

I was told that he saw a notice in the supermarket, “Lawn Mower for sale, nearly new” and ‘phoned about it, it wasn’t any good though, it was too small for his large amount of grass.

I was also told that he continued to speak to the woman very regularly after that.

I was watching as he left his house and knew where he was going, he was meeting her for the first time, of course I followed him.

Up the garden path and he rings the doorbell, I can see over his shoulder, his hand is shaking. I see her as she opens the door, she looks just right for him.

I quickly make up my mind, yes, she can borrow him for a while.

I gently touch his heart, and I go back.

A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her car broke down. An American Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a nearby town. She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off.

The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let out a "Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a" so loud that it echoed from the surrounding hills. When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, yelled one final "Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!"
and rode off.

"What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service-station attendant.

"Nothing," the woman answered. "I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off."

"Lady," the attendant said, "Indians don't use saddles."

Those that read my blog will know that I am not a church goer, but today was special.

The minister, Rev David Colman, was holding his last service before moving to his new church, The United Reform Church, in Brighton.

I first came into contact with David in January 2003. Sarah, my wife, had been in the Hospice for a few days, we knew that she had very little time left and I wanted her home in her own house.

Each evening, while in the hospice, the visiting Priest had called in and said a prayer with Sarah and I noticed how this helped, Sarah believed implicitly in the afterlife.

Sarah came back home towards the end of January.

We had had no contact with any of the churches in our town, but a neighbour, a church regular, mentioned Sarah to his minister, and David Coleman appeared the next evening.

Each evening David would call and spend a little time alone, talking to Sarah, until the evening when Sarah passed away, a quarter of an hour before he arrived.

All of our family were there plus Sarah's sister, the two nurses that called in twice a day and the doctor, David held a short service at Sarah's bedside.

David helped us in arranging Sarah's funeral, selecting the music and hymns, and took the service both in the church and at the crematorium.

During this period David was also looking after his two children and supporting his wife who was receiving chemotherapy, I only discovered this later.

I tried to regularly attend church each Sunday, and kept it up for a while, but I stopped going. My only contact with the church since then has been to supply flowers for the Sunday service on the anniversary of Sarah's birth and death, these flowers are given to sick or ailing members of the church on the Monday.

I am not religious, I would like to believe but I do not.

The Rev David Colman is a real man of God. Today I thanked him and told him so.

A 50 word story, Grumpy old men. (keeping in mind jenray's blog mentioning lack of Sunday transport )

"Hello Albert".
"Hello Tom"
"What you doing?".
"I am waiting for a bus".
"How long you been waiting for the bus?".
"Been standing here for one hour".
"But there ain't no bus service on Sundays".
"I know".
"So, Why wait?".
"So I can moan about it".
"I'll wait with you".

Atheism is a non prophet organisation.

Always go to other peoples funerals or they wont go to yours.

We are unable to hold back the years, but, at least I thought that this blog place would not notice that I had a birthday yesterday, it noticed, and was very smart at changing my profile, maybe I should have lied in the first place.

Had a smashing day, temperature in the high 70s, my lady friend, Hazel, and I took a picnic down to Moffat just a 50 min journey from Glasgow.

Moffat is in Dumfries & Galloway area, down in the Borders, a lovely little town, Rabbie Burns was a regular visitor, it lays claim to the smallest street in Scotland,

Chapel Street, 9 foot 11 inches wide and 18 foot 5 inches long.

We sat and had our picnic in Station Park, no station because Mr Beeching got rid of it in 1972, by the side of the boating lake where we were able to hold a conversation with three men in a boat that passed occasionally,

They were visiting the town with their wives on a coach tour, having had lunch together, and obviously a few beers, the wives had gone to the shops, and the menfolk had gone boating.

In the park is a memorial to Air Chief Marshal Hugh Dowding, the man whose plans and organisation helped to save Britain during the 2nd World War, The Few, Battle of Britain, 1940, born in Moffat.

Hugh Dowding, Architect of Deliverance. Hazel reading the inscription.

The sun shone, all was right with the world.

This is specially for the LADIES.
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Never answer an anonymous letter.

How can you tell when you have run out of invisible ink?

I took my cue from spiritbird and played about with a view of the River Clyde over Largs, I think it has become more interesting.

The weather was O.K. so I went to the park, Queens Park, in Glasgow.

One of my hobby's is collecting old postcards and this is a photo of the boating pond in the park around about 1930,

Here is the pic that I took today,

It was a good day, I stroked a baby squirrel,

I'm home now and the sun has just come from behind the clouds, I hope that the sun shines for you friend.

Whilst listening to the radio today I heard an interview with a member of the government in Peru, he said that things were getting better (after the tidal wave) as the army had arrived, he also said,

"Our army has more tractors than tanks and more shovels than machine guns"

What a wonderful world it could be if all governments could say the same thing.

I know that it is a bit early for a joke, but what the hell, start the day with a laugh.

Larry gets home late one night and his wife, Linda, says, "Where in the hell have you been?"

Larry replies, "I was out getting a tattoo."

"A tattoo?" she frowned. "What kind of tattoo did you get?"

"I got a hundred dollar bill on my privates," he said proudly.

"What the hell were you thinking?" she said, shaking her head in disdain. "Why on earth would an accountant get a hundred Dollar bill tattooed on his privates?"

"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow.

Two, once in a while I like to play with my money.

Three, I like how money feels in my hand.

And, lastly, instead of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred bucks anytime you want."

Isn't that nice.

But so is this,

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>> JUST WHEN I THINK I'VE HEARD THE 'BEST BLONDE
>>JOKE' EVER, ALONG COMES ONE LIKE THIS.
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>> A blonde heard that milk baths would make her
>>beautiful.
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>> She left a note for her milkman to leave 25
>>gallons of milk.
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>>must be a
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>>gallons.
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>> The blonde came to the door and the milkman
>>said,
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>>of milk.
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>>want 25
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>>milk and take
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>> a milk bath so I can look young and beautiful
>>again."
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>> The milkman asked, "Do you want it pasteurized?"
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>> The blonde said,
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>>face."

I was following a BUS when I noticed the sign on the back, it read,
"CAUTION, THIS VEHICLE MAKES FREQUENT STOPS".
That's much like the bag of peanuts that may contain nuts.

I liked this, from quiz shows,

Questioner:Johnny Weissmuller played the part of a jungle-swinging character clad only in a loin cloth, what part was he playing?
Contestant: Jesus.

Question: Where do you think Cambridge University is?
Contestant: Geography isn't my strong point.
Questioner: There's a clue in the title.
Contestant: Leicester.

Whilst I was doing the cleaning today it dawned on me, Mr Wedgewood, who made fine chairs, must have had great foresight, when he designed his chairs he made the space between the legs just right to get the Dyson through, and that was long before the vacuum cleaner was invented. Clever eh!

Found this and liked it,

GODS GARDEN IN THE SUN.

God sent me down a ray of hope
and it has broken through
Tomorrow is a brand new day
and I can start anew
The forecast is for sunny skies
with not a cloud in sight
So I'm getting me a pair of shades
and walking in His light
I'm packing up my yesterdays
and leaving them behind
To run off with Joy and Love and Hope
and my new found Peace of mind
So Mr. Despair don't look for me
when tomorrow's day is done
I'm putting down roots in this place I found
called God's Garden in the Sun.

http://members.aol.com/rosebytes/index.html

Today, in my garden.

Good for getting tight lids of jars.

Hello friends. Been away for a few days so I am catching up on the posts from my friends, it only seems to go back two days so I think that I may have missed some, still a whole lot of reading, I didn't get to reply to many but I did look at all.

This is a wee bit interesting. My Lady Friend has a postcard of her old house that I have taken a photo of, taken around 1908 as that is the post office stamp on the back, yesterday I asked permission of the new owners to take the modern picture.

The house was originally the Head Gardeners house at Blackwood Estate and my investigations have discovered that at one time it employed 16 gardeners. Head Gardener must have been a pretty important job to get a house like this.

Blackford is a small village in Lanarkshire, Scotland.

I bought myself a new scooter.
I wanted something that was easy on gas and could zip
Me to the store and about town.
This seems to meet my EVERY need.

Remember:
Senior Citizens Are Valuable

We are more valuable than any of the younger generations:

We have silver in our hair.
We have gold in our teeth.
We have stones in our kidneys.
We have lead in our feet and.
We are loaded with natural gas

Gail and Ellie, two "senior" citizens, are talking.

Ellie: "That nice George Johnson asked me out for a date. I know you went out with him last week, and I wanted to talk with you about him before I give him my answer."

Gail: "Well, I'll tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctually at 7 P.M., dressed like such a gentleman in a fine suit, and he brings me such beautiful flowers. Then he takes me
downstairs, and what's there but a luxury car... a limousine, uniformed chauffeur and all. Then he takes me out for dinner... a marvelous dinner... lobster, champagne, dessert, and after-dinner drinks. Then we go see a show. Let me tell you, Ellie, I enjoyed it so much I could have just died from pleasure.

So then we are coming back to my apartment and he turns into an ANIMAL. Completely crazy, he
tears off my expensive new dress and has his way with me two times."

Ellie: "Goodness gracious... so you are telling me I shouldn't go out with him?"

Gail: "No, no, no... I'm just saying, wear an old dress."

Start your blog with this,

A husband had just finished reading a new book entitled "You Can Be the Man of Your House."
He stormed into the kitchen and walked directly up to his wife.
Pointing a finger in her face, he said sternly, "From now on, you need to know that I am the man of this house and my word is law!
You are going to make me a delicious dinner and when I'm finished eating my meal, you will serve me a sumptuous dessert.
After dinner you are going to go upstairs and we are going to have the kind of sex that I want.
After that, you are going to draw me a bath so I can relax.
You will wash my back and towel me dry and bring me my robe.
Then you will massage my feet and hands.
Then after that's done, guess who's going to dress me and comb my hair?"
The wife replied, "The fuckin' funeral director would be my guess."

FIRST DEGREE
A married couple was asleep when the phone rang at 2 in the morning.
The wife (undoubtedly blonde), picked up the phone, listened a moment and said, "How should I know, that's 200 miles from here!" and hung up.
The husband said, "Who was that?" The wife said, "I don't know, some woman wanting to know if the coast is clear."

SECOND DEGREE
Two blondes are walking down the street. One notices a compact on the sidewalk and leans down to pick it up. She opens it, looks in the mirror and says, "Hmm, this person
looks familiar."
The second blonde says, "Here, let me see!"
So the first blonde hands her the compact. The second one looks in the mirror and says, "You dummy, it's me!"

THIRD DEGREE
A blonde suspects her boyfriend of cheating on her, so she goes out and buys a gun. She goes to his apartment unexpectedly and when she opens the door she finds him in the arms of a redhead. Well, the blonde is really angry.
She opens her purse to take out the gun, and as she does so, she is overcome with grief. She takes the gun and puts it to her head.
The boyfriend yells, "No, honey, don't do it!!!"
The blonde replies, "Shut up, you're next!"

FOURTH DEGREE
A blonde was bragging about her knowledge of state capitals. She proudly says, "Go ahead, ask me, I know all of them." A friend says, "OK, what's the capital of Wisconsin?" The blonde replies, "Oh, that's easy: W."

FIFTH DEGREE
What did the blonde ask her doctor when he told her she was pregnant?
"Is it mine?"

SIXTH DEGREE
Bambi, a blonde in her fourth year as a UCLA freshman, sat in her US government class. The professor asked Bambi if she knew what Roe vs.Wade was about.
Bambi pondered the question then finally said, "That was the decision George Washington had to make before he crossed the Delaware"

SEVENTH DEGREE
Returning home from work, a blonde was shocked to find her house ransacked and burglarized. She telephoned the police at once and reported the crime.
The police dispatcher broadcast the call on the radio, and a K-9 unit, patrolling nearby was the first to respond As the K-9 officer approached the house with his dog on a leash, the blonde ran out on the porch, shuddered at the sight of the cop and his dog, then sat down on the steps.
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