25 June 2 011

Posted by DMC on 26 June 2011 in Diary |

Another weekend and one that the weather forecast people had promised would be a heat wave. It is also the day of Gillian Cook’s memorial service at a Clavering village church. Unfortunately, I cannot go but Alice will be representing us while Paul -Jaynes lodger -the computer geek, baby sits me. (Apparently, Gillian had a good send off at her memorial service with a fairly substantial attendance).

In the event, the sky was rather cloudy and the threatened heat wave did not materialise so I stayed in and watched the tennis on the television and the ODI cricket, between England and Sri Lanka, on my laptop. Sri Lanka won that particular 20 over match with ease. As to the tennis there were some great matches. Soderling, the fifth seed was knocked out by 17 year old, Tomic, already being optimistically described as a possible successor to Rod Laver. The second seed, Djokovic, had an epic battle with the Cypriot,,Bgdhadis, but survived to go into then next round.

We received our letter from Papworth Hospital following my recent visit. The doctor did not mention the drop in my Forced Vital Capacity but gave number of other measurements which no doubt will mean something to the medical community but nothing to me. The overall impression was that although my breathing has deteriorated slightly there was not too much to worry about but, just in case, they provided me with a second respirator to keep near me in a study. (It would take far too long to go to bedroom, dismantle the other respirator by the bed and get it set up in the study in the case of an emergency.

Here’s another politically incorrect jokes for you – apologies to the ladies.


A man and his wife walked into a dentist’s office.

The man said to the dentist, “Doc, I’m in one heck of a hurry. I have two buddies sitting out in my car waiting for us to go play golf, so forget about the anaesthetic, I don’t have time for the gums to get numb. I just want you to pull the tooth, and be done with it! We have a 10:00 AM tee time at the best golf course in town and it’s 9:30 already… I don’t have time to wait for the anaesthetic to work!’

The dentist thought to himself, “My goodness, this is surely a very brave man asking to have his tooth pulled without using anything to kill the pain.”

So the dentist asks him, “Which tooth is it Sir?”

The man turned to his wife and said, “Open your mouth Honey, and show the doctor

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