... with guitars! *
In particular a warning to those of a nervous disposition who might be considering visiting London this summer.
You see there's been a bit of bother at Nelson Gabriel House. The residents of NGH are all elderly but feistily independent sorts. They each have their own flats, but also have a lot of communal facilities, resident wardens and a thriving social scene. Sounds ideal I hear you say, and so it is. So why the bother?
Well, it's about the Summer Holiday. For the past umpteen years they have all decamped en masse (as midlanders generally will) to Weston-Super-Mud for a week of sea, "sun" and windblown candyfloss. This year NGH is under new management, and they are consulting about the holiday. They've even gone so far as to suggest they might not go to Weston after all.
This has caused consternation in the ranks. Not because they like Weston, but because they can't agree another venue. This might have a lot to do with the fact many of them don't hear too well in crowded situations like public meetings and so have not the first clue what they are arguing about, but being fesity and independent that won't stop them pitching in....
I know all this because I called in to review the medication of an old friend (you might recognize as the girl with the go faster stripes) the day after the meeting. If she gets her way they will all be coming to Soho this year.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
* small prize for the first respondent to get the reference.
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Joe Strummer.
Do I win an Archers annual?
Ye gods that was fast.
Yes indeedy, but you'll have to come to Ambridge to collect it.
And how does one so young know Joe Strummer. You must have really cool parents I'm guessing.
I think our brief correspondence has all ready established that I am an old fart trapped in the body of a 25-year-old woman.
I'm guessing some old farts wouldn't consider that too much of a hardship.
Steady now...
I think Mick Paul and Topper would take issue with their original fanbase (Dr J included) as old farts quite yet.
I'm still trying desperately to cling to the illusion that I'm a young and trendy GP. No cardy with leather elbow patches for this boy. Oh no. Well not unless it's really cold anyway.
Although I do find myself sympathizing with the "Grumpy Old Men" to an alarming degree.
Yours from a miasma of senescent flatus....
I knew it was Joe Strummer too! After I Googled it, that is.
katy-- points for honesty, but I get the feeling the Shiny Happy One really did know from the speed of her response!
How's Keanu by the way?
"Although I do find myself sympathizing with the "Grumpy Old Men" to an alarming degree."
Yeah. Me too. Now THAT's alarming. Can one undergo gender (and age) reassignment on the NHS?
And it's true, I did know without google.
S H P-- Gender reassignment yes, though I,m assured by my one candidate that you wouldn't want to (they do it much better in Canada or Begium apparently).
And in the words of the old adage "You're as old as you feel" which for me is an alarming juxtaposition of eight and ninety eight simultaneously most of the time. Maybe I should be thinking about checking in to Nelson Gabriel House... after all I've got the cardy.
*Ooops what a giveaway*
Do you mean Business Suit Keanu, Surfer Dude Keanu, White Tie Keanu or Country Casual Keanu?
Or perhaps you were referring to my favourite, Sauna Keanu?
Katy-- you have been busy haven't you ;-).
Must go. Darcey Bussel is on desert island disks playing The Stranglers yet!
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