I love this story of the gentleman who did not, as they expected, leave the bulk of his estate to family and friends, but instead to someone who appears to have just popped round occasionally and cleaned his gutters for free. Predictably, the will has been challenged in court.
Indicative statement from the kindly smiley man who did the good turn…..
‘’I class a friend as somebody who talks to people. His friends and family hadn’t spoken to him in months. At least I was going round whenever I was in the area.
Indicative statement from the sour faced, ‘we woz robbed’ people
‘One or other of us would go and see him every break we had. I had tried to pop in around March and had phoned but there was nothing. We were planning to go on a cruise the next year.
I don’t want to state the flaming obvious here, but maybe there was ‘nothing’ because the poor old bugger was probably already dead.
I’m guessing your ‘cruise’ plans have probably changed now too. Yep, thought so.
I hope the court throws out this challenge to the will and tells this pair of chancers to do one.
Poor Samantha Cameron. She schlepped round town championing the cause for him indoors, and just when she get’s offered a cup of tea and a nice sit down, all anyone is interested in is her ‘unkempt feet’.
Honestly, her feet look freezing cold don’t they, and as we all know, when it comes to time management on a school day, the toss up between ‘shall I wash my chip fat hair, or paint my toenails in case a kind man in a turban offers me a brew’, in my view, there is no contest.
Glad the Daily Fail have got their priorities right. How about commenting on the fact that Ms Mcleod didn’t take her shoes off. That’ll be a lost vote then.
Much more of this abuse of the shag pile by the Conservatives, and questions will be asked in the house.
And my award for ‘dramatic over reaction’ goes to the couple who could have accentuated the positive whilst celebrating their wedding, but chose instead to be reduced to sobbing wrecks over something that in the grand scheme of things was in my view, just one of those things.
In fact the traumatic turn of events caused the bride to wail, ‘I had to concentrate on making the first dance as special as I could without having to break down in floods of tears again.
It begs the question, was the first dance song………TRAGEDY!
Yes, the bride, the groom, AND his Mother were ALL sobbing, not tears of joy that the brides eyebrows had not disappeared into her hair, or that the grooms trousers had not split, cos he’d clearly not shifted the pounds in preparation for his ‘big day’, but simply because their calorific cake had gone a bit ‘off’.
The bride ( still wailing ) informed us
‘I went into the kitchen to see it and ran outside and broke down in tears.
My husband was crying because he knew I was going to be absolutely devastated.
LUV, it’s a cake, get over it. It’s a blessing in disguise. Trying to rock a sad, miserable face is not doing either of you any favours. Move on.
Sometimes life doesn’t go according to plan does it!
Photo’s attributed to: Richard Griffin Champions News, The Evening Gazette, and the Daily Mail.