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Cheers Folks,

It's a little known fact that Scottish people say things like Cheers when meeting and also Cheers when parting .... Well, this post is to say Cheers to all (meaning Hi !) and to also say Cheers (meaning Bye !) ... At the mo' I'm totally shattered and need some time to recuperate so Rob and I will head southwards this week so that we can feel some sunshine and sea-breezes on our ancient bodies.

If any of the Scots 'Auld enemy' (English folk) see a couple of oldies strolling along the promenade in Blackpool looking lost and staring skywards at the big yellow ball up there (well, you don't often see one of those in the land of the tartan) I hope you will say Hi ! We would be pleased to see you , we really are quite friendly you know ...

I know it sounds daft - but I will miss sitting here at this PC every morning! OMG! I will have to 'talk' to my other half at the start of the day, while drinking me morning cuppa... instead of having an hour or so of 'coming to myself ' by typing into my PC and checking out who (in other parts of the world) has called to say Hi and who has said what. Now that's a weird concept -actually speaking to each other isn't it?

So I will pause here and enclose a story to keep you going - as usual it is a story with a message 'cos I'm a soppy so-an-so and I just love these ones from 'Walk the Talk' and Rex Barker's 'Joke of the Day'... Enjoy !
Once there was a time, according to legend ...... when Ireland was ruled by a king who had no son. The king sent out postings throughout his realm advising that all qualified young men should apply for an interview with the king as a possible successor. However, all candidates must have two qualifications: They must (1) love God and (2) love their fellow human beings.
The Young man about whom this legend centers saw a notice and reflected that he loved God and, also, his neighbors. One thing stopped him, he was so poor that he had no clothes that would be presentable in the sight of the king. Nor did he have the funds to buy provisions for the long journey to the castle. So the young man begged here, and borrowed there, finally managing to scrounge enough money for the appropriate clothes and the necessary supplies.
Properly attired and well-suited, the young man set out on his quest, and had almost completed the journey when he came upon a poor beggar by the side of the road. The beggar sat trembling, clad only in tattered rags. His extended arms pleaded for help. His weak voice croaked, "I'm hungry and cold. Please help me... please?" The young man was so moved by this beggar's need that he immediately stripped off his new clothes and put on the tattered threads of the beggar. Without a second thought he gave the beggar all his provision as well. Then, somewhat hesitantly, he continued his journey to the castle dressed in the rags of the beggar, lacking provisions for his return trek home.
Upon his arrival at the castle, a king's attendant showed him in to the great hall. After a brief respite to clean off the journey's grime, he was finally admitted to the throne room of the king.
The young man bowed low before his majesty. When he raised his eyes, he gaped in astonishment. "You... it's you! You're the beggar by the side of the road." "Yes," the king replied with a twinkle, "I was that beggar." "But...bu...bu... you are not really a beggar. You are the king for real. Well, then, why did you do this to me?" the young man stammered after gaining more of his composure.
"Because I had to find out if you genuinely love God and your fellow human beings," said the king. "I knew that if I came to you as king, you would have been impressed by my gem-encrusted golden crown and my royal robes. You would have done anything I asked of you because of my regal character. But that way I would never have known what is truly in your heart. So I used a ruse. I came to you as a beggar with no claims on you except for the love in your hear. And I discovered that you sincerely do love God and your fellow human beings. You will be my successor," promised the king. "You will inherit my kingdom."
and as for the joke of the day ...
A Fishing Lure ...... A couple of young boys were fishing at their special pond off the beaten track. All of a sudden, the Game Warden jumped out of the bushes.
Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and started running through the woods. The Game Warden was hot on his heels.
After about a half mile, the young man stopped and stooped over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath, so the Game Warden finally caught up to him.
"Let's see yer fishin' license, Boy!" The Warden gasped.
With that, the boy pulled out his wallet and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing license.
"Well, son," said the Game Warden. "You must be about as dumb as a box of rocks! You don't have to run from me if you have a valid license!" "Yes, sir," replied the young guy. "But my friend back there, well, he don't have one."
Cheers again - Love Kate xxx.

P.S. Now where in the world did I pack those 'Kiss me Quick' hats ? Hmmm... Yeah right !! As though I could get Rob to actually wear one of these things hehehe... Cheers Peers x.