Tuesday, 31 December 2019

STUFFING TURKEYS

I often keep a look out for interesting and unusual things when I am out and about to use as blog topics and a few days before Christmas I was in awe to observe a hearse in Lidl's car park. We did look and it was empty at the time.


Later as we were leaving I noticed a fellow customer walking across the car park carrying several large frozen turkeys, he seemed to be heading in the direction of the hearse.
Mrs H went off to investigate.
As they were chatting the man put down his burden and opened the passenger door.
Out fell several more very large frozen turkey carcasses. 
Obviously imbued with Christmas spirit he then tried to stuff them all onto the seat and into the footwell. Mrs H helped, secretly hoping that he would open the rear door and place them in a line where the coffin would normally rest.
It was not to be, so wishing him season's greetings we drove away still wondering why an undertaker would want so many frozen turkeys. 
Answers below please. 

Saturday, 21 December 2019

SOLSTICE SPIRIT

My favourite tipple at this time of the year

home made blend of Vodka and Polish Cherry juice



AND

So it leaves me no more to do
than  send to you 
my readers and friends 
The Very 
BEST WISHES 
of a
HAPPY SOLSTICE

Still a problem leaving comments on my own blog
and yet I was able to leave one.
Strange things are occurring in the blogging world!

Friday, 6 December 2019

HALLUCINATION !







In a moment of haste I deleted A Herons' View.  That decision was probably caused by a cocktail of drugs that was administered to me by the anaesthetist prior to a procedure in a prominent Dublin hospital.

Never in my life have I ever been quite so stoned for such a long time, the hallucinations seemed to go on for hours on end and only truly ceased when Mrs H called in a friend to give me an extended reflexology treatment.

Oh bless their cotton socks! That really did work by returning me back to planet earth very quickly.

I mentioned my experiences to my GP who laughed out loud and said "Well Mel that's because we keep the best for ourselves !"

I suppose one good thing did come about though. I posted my stash of pipe tobacco to a friend - minus my pipe which I have been unable to locate - so that is the end of my pipe smoking days.

My treatment is not yet finished and I can foresee several visits more which I will try to keep a handle on without acting so rashly in the future.