Wonderful sunshine at last

 https://youtu.be/vxuvFGbh9TI?si=rVgVvlUKuqtFQk6R

I hope that the link above works, George Burns. 

The song reminds me that I am not as young as I once was. Though I am still here.

So yesterday I was in the Omni shopping center remarking how many units are closed down when I noticed a girl with a fantastic sun tan and I spoke to her. 

She was from Chile and she had the most wonderful beautiful eyes. I remarked about how great they were and she said that she took them from her mother. 

(I didn't drop the line "How can she manage when you took her eyes?")  

But it was time to go. 

There was something special about the shape of her eyes, something kind of Oriental. Then it hit me Aztec blood, how wonderful.

She landed here last night and met me the next day. Pity I didn't give her my number. 

We are blessed that so many good people have come here to work. We were once the nomads of the world looking for work in England, America, Australia and everywhere else.  I picked up 2 girls from the North Pole once. They had met so many Irish that they had to come and see for themselves.

What did they think?   MY GOD such a beautiful country, green with gentle rain. Why would anyone go?

A history lesson followed and they landed at the airport, A big hug and they were on their way,

300 meters down the road a girl waved me down, Where are you from? Terra Del Fugue, The very tip of S.America. 

Taxi drivers should be schooled to tell a few jokes, to lift the mood.

So I went for a few pints the other night and I took the bus into Clearys pub. After a few pints I was heading home. I decided that when I got home I would take my clothes off downstairs and slip up the stairs and into bed. My plan was going well and when I reached the top of the stairs I realized that something was badly wrong.

I was still on the bus ``` Naked on the top deck 

A trouble shared

 I went up to get a haircut yesterday and I met a taxi driver who was charging up his electric car.

I told him that I had been a taxi driver and the conversation went on for a while longer.

There was a lull in the conversation and then he told me about his troubles.

He was divorced and he brought up his son by himself from infant to youth.

Then one evening he was riding his bicycle along the cycle lane a car plowed into him and killed him instantly. The driver was drunk and was in the process of overtaking 4 cars in one go.

It had happened recently enough and he still had the mental scars of the tragedy.

I look forward to dying he said, so that I can hold him in my arms again up in heaven.

I hope that God will give him some peace. 

 

 

 

40 years ago where was I ?

 I was not always a taxi driver. At that time I was on the night shift in the international telephone exchange. Fielding calls to and from the whole world. 

A Greek youth was doing the same job once upon a time. He was very naughty he listened into peoples calls and with that information he became one of the worlds richest meh. Aristotle Onassis.

Anyhow around 5,30 am a call came in from Moscow "I order you get me this number. Sorry no reply. Then the caller cut in. There has to be a reply that is the RTE number.

There has been an explosion in an atomic plant here in Russia.

One of the other operators overheard and said The switchboard is closed now it opens around 8.30. He panicked  and I said that I would link him to the Times and the Independent newspapers than I would call him back at 8.15, So it happened.

The Moscow operators were not so patient, but they were shocked with all that was happening that day. 

What kind of an organization would have a room full of reporters without a direct phone line.

A ship sank a few years later....... still ne direct line.