Hi Everyone
They say that there is a book in everyone. I think that it was six years ago that we spent a week of our Austria holiday in a lovely lakeside village. We had been out for our usual evening meal before returning to our small bed and breakfast hotel. As it was a warm evening we sat outside by the front entrance. Along came an American couple and we both soon realised that we had much in common with them as we were still talking an hour later. For the rest of the week, we met over breakfast and again in the late evening. They were taking part in the world championships of a small sailing boat class for the first time even though they were almost approaching middle age. So why am I telling you this all this Rubbish. Well, this week he published a book about his life. He apparently started writing it about twenty years ago mainly so that it could be enjoyed by the future generations of his family. That would be the time when he started waiting almost twenty years for a replacement heart. At the time he was given one to three years to live. His new life started four years before we met them when he finally had a heart transplant. They say that there is a book in everyone. Well, I started writing my story for my family a couple of years ago and have written a few thousand words. I hope that reading his book which I have downloaded onto my Kindle will inspire me to continue with my writing but if it takes me twenty years to finish it, I will be almost beyond middle age.
It seems to me that nearly all of us when at home are surrounded by either white or magnolia emulsion paint with just the odd wall of contrasting colour or wallpaper. The Senior Partner however decided that she wanted all her Kitchen walls all decorated with wallpaper. As I had not noticed the word mug written on my forehead, I volunteered to do the job for her. I measured the walls and calculated that I needed five rolls with the golden rule to add an extra roll to allow for the pattern matching wastage. Predicably the Senior Partner then bought a job lot of discontinued pattern poor quality paper for £5, and yes you have guessed it, five rolls. What enthusiasm I had for the job was gone and was made worse when the last wall was a mosaic of about twenty pieces of paper as I desperately tried to match the pattern from the scrap pieces. The end result was a very unsatisfactory job as far as I was concerned but the Senior Partner who as you know was tight with money was delighted that she got the walls of her Kitchen wallpapered for £5 with the aim of making it last for the next ten years.
Can someone please explain this madness to me? The Israelis warned a hospital in Gaza that it was going to be raided within 24 hours as they believed that Hamas fighters were hiding there and that they were holding hostages there. Surely by the time they got there with all the mayhem and yet more lost lives both Hamas fighters and the hostages would have moved to a new location or did the Israelis think that they would all be there happily playing dominoes with each other?
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Just a Thought:
It takes an awful lot of time not to write a book.
A teacher asked my friend to name two pronouns. He said "Who, Me?
How do you greet a terrorist on a plane? Hi, Jack
PS If you are interested in reading my friend's book, just Email me and I will send you the details.
Brian
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