Just wanted to let you chaps know of something that happened yesterday at Chez Chappers.....
Was out in my back garden having a chat with TheWench/Ginger Wench about the complexities of life when she reminded me of all the snow & ice thawing on the roof of the house and how it may all come down without warning. She suggested I go inside the house for my umbrella, for some protection from any avalanche........
No sooner had the umbrella gone up, the whole f***ing lot of a 3 inch thick roof-size sheet of ice came tumbling down. Right where I was standing. I probably would be seeing the New Year in from a hospital bed had it not been for my £2 umbrella taking all the impact!!!
Had no injuries whatsoever apart from both of us being in shock and a bit bewildered for a short while. Seems someone is watching over me.....wonder if they will pay my dry cleaning bill from my skid attack on my boxers.
'Some people believe football is a matter of life and death.
I'm very disappointed with that attitude.
I can assure you it is much, much more important than that.'
At a similar event, I got an inch-deep dent in my steel helmet. I thought it would be a good idea to work in a thunderstorm with some kind of protection. ..
Chappers wrote:......... She suggested I go inside the house for my umbrella, for some protection from any avalanche........
....Seems someone is watching over me.....wonder if they will pay my dry cleaning bill from my skid attack on my boxers.
YES YOU TWONK!!!! - She is called TheWench and there is no way you are getting that dry cleaning bill paid!!
Thanks for pointing that out, Skitz! I was referring to TheWench for watching over me but didn't make that crystal clear obviously.
Eternal gratitude (and a lifetime supply of chocolates & cuddly toys) for TheWench for this Chappers remaining in one piece.
'Some people believe football is a matter of life and death.
I'm very disappointed with that attitude.
I can assure you it is much, much more important than that.'
Reminds me of something that happened to me in 1997 when I was still working as a mechanic. A 8mm strong round bar, 2 meters long, accidentally released itself from the bench vice and skyrocketed up at one side, hitting with its tip the exact centre of my right eye - fortunately I had forgotten to take off my safety glasses from a previous task - the glass cracked and looked like a spider web spreading from its centre, but it didn't break. No harm done to me! I still keep the broken safety glasses in a safe box.
