Bitch on the Blog

October 20, 2013

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Filed under: Errors — bitchontheblog @ 09:54
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Some countries do have a sense of humour. There is one (and if you have already heard – my apologies) which hanged a man for carrying a ‘substance’. Though pronounced dead the mortuary guy, just before handing the body over to the family, noticed that the corpse was still alive. They rushed him to hospital. He is now being nursed back to health. Because, apparently, the country’s law decrees that you have to be of sound body to be hanged. For a second time. Talk about deja vu.

Fate too has a sense of irony: A small plane nose dived into a field in Belgium. All eleven on board dead. The passengers were parachutists.

May your Sunday pan out without getting bored.

U

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9 Comments »

  1. A sense of irony. Yes. A friend died, I would say ironically. Stuck in that first stage of a fatal disease. Angry beyond belief. I hope the family states it in her obit. I, too, hate that acceptance crap.
    She died angry. Wake up, world.
    XO
    WWW

    Comment by wisewebwoman — October 20, 2013 @ 20:20 | Reply

    • Dear WWW, I read your homage to your friend earlier today. Moving, heartfelt. You do express yourself so very well and – which is refreshing for me – in your blog’s writings you do call a spade a spade, not gloss over the lesser aspects of life.

      I understand anger. And there is a lot in the world to be very angry about indeed. That is not the same as not enjoying life. One can be happy and boiling at the same time. I hope I won’t die angry. In fact, I hope I won’t die at all, or only after I have buried all those dear to me. Not as odd as it sounds. I have a deep seated need to take care of others. Whilst finding it virtually impossible to let myself be cared for. Not, of course, that anyone needs to take care of me once I am dead. But that’s not the point. I’d love to be the last one to turn off the lights. To then go gently into the night … all by myself. Knowing everyone else is safe.

      Your friend will live on in your memory. I have a feeling she and I’d got on very well indeed.

      Affectionately,
      Ursula

      Comment by bitchontheblog — October 21, 2013 @ 11:35 | Reply

  2. Actuallu U a couple of friends of mine were avid parachutists (sky divers) in their younger days and they constantly railed about the flying junk they leapt from. So ironic yes, surprising? Not so much.

    Comment by shackman — October 21, 2013 @ 13:32 | Reply

    • Flying junk indeed. Reminds me of those Greek wrecks, ferries by another name, which the British (always with an eye on a bargain rather than quality) bought to carry you to and fro between England and European mainland. OH MY GOD. Let’s forget that at least one sank. The creaking sound in the fuselage was something else. My imagination does work overtime at the best of times and all the time but those over night journeys had me make many a deal with the devil. As one does in times of need.

      They have since built the Eurotunnel. 35 minutes flat and you set foot on dry land without so much as leaving your car. Naturally, the Angel – still quite small at the time – made unsavoury observations like: “Mama, we are surrounded by water”. And something to do with fish. Told him to let me eat my sandwich in peace and quiet, remember his swimming lessons and look at the health, safety and emergency leaflet. All I needed to do then was to remember to drive on the wrong/right side of the road. Through Belgium! As my father used to say: “Life is dangerous. It usually ends in death.”

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — October 21, 2013 @ 14:12 | Reply

      • The runtime is significantly shorter buit when BART (Bay ARe Rapid Transit) put their tunnel under the SF Bay it was the same thing – accelerate like a bat out of hell and flu under the bay to the safety of the next station – LOL. It did not help that earthquakes are a regular occurence there. I used to make sure I was reading the newspaper while flying beneath the bay when I worked in SF.

        Comment by shackman — October 21, 2013 @ 19:57 | Reply

  3. I wonder if the parachutists had their seats upright and trays in the locks position. I hear that’s vital.

    Comment by Lorna's Voice — October 21, 2013 @ 17:19 | Reply

    • How wicked you are, Lorna, when you set your mind to it.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — October 21, 2013 @ 18:00 | Reply

      • Yeah. I know. Someone should shackle my hands behind my back so I can’t type. But Scrappy won’t do that to me. He likes the spunky side of me… 😉

        Comment by Lorna's Voice — October 24, 2013 @ 20:03 | Reply

  4. It is ironic about those two for instances, I guess the world is crazier than at first thought?
    I hope that your Tuesday has started well and that you have lots of hugs and kisses along
    the way, oh and anything else that you enjoy too, I like to be thorough with my wickedness.

    Be good, like me…

    Andro xxxx

    Comment by Gray Dawster — October 22, 2013 @ 08:44 | Reply


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