Coincidence.

Thanks everyone for the heads up about my email account. I have now changed my passwords on everything. Heads up? Did you notice how modern and cool I am? Heads up. It means to be made aware of. At least I hope that's what it means. I seem to recall that it was a rude thing to say once, although in those days the words, 'up his/her backside' were added. Although they didn't use the word backside, they used the word arse, but I don't wish to be rude, what with me being a proper gentleman. Anyway I do hope you were not too inconnveynianced enconveenyinced inconvinience put out by the whole situation.

Have you noticed how the warm glow of alcohol is hugely increased when you are among friends? I'm not even a particular lover of beer, but I had a few pints yesterday, and they went down so well among good company and I had a lovely 'only slightly drunk' time at the

Open Mic with Sedge & Jon 

There was a young violinist at open mic and he played along when I sang Danny Boy. It added a real plaintive note to the song. I really enjoy it when something like that happens. It made a good day even better. Thanks Jon.

I just had to leave this keyboard for a half hour. I had some unexpected visitors: Jehovah's Witnesses. I must be in a good mood because I invited them for a cup of coffee. We sat at the table outside in the sun and chatted about God and stuff like that. I quite enjoyed their visit. They didn't try and convert me. I suppose they know a hopeless cause when they see one.

As they left they told me their names. The bloke's name was; I can't remember his name. The woman's name was Shirley. When she told me her name I said to her I won't forget your name, because I was brought up in a children's home called 'Shirley Oaks'. She then told me that she lived near the home when she was a girl and some friends of hers were in that same children's home. But the really odd thing was her surname, Oak. I thought it was some coincidence that I had just mentioned Shirley Oak's children home to a woman who knew the place well, but blimey, her name was Shirley Oak! How weird is that?

She was a good looking woman too. I could tell she fancied me. Practically threw herself at me she did! It was all I could do to stop her ripping my clothes off.

I should have got her phone number. Never mind, they have invited me to their next bible study meeting. Maybe I will ask her then? Oh God forgive me. I sound a bit desperate. I mean to say, going to a bible study just to chat up a woman. What sort of bloke would do that? Who? A bloke like me? No. Never. I'm only joking. Where's that leaflet they gave me?





I just looked the the preview of this post and there are lots of white spaces. Sorry about that. It's what happens when I leave a link to Open Mic with Sedge and Jon.