scorrie
28-Apr-09, 20:44
My Wife was a late child and, as a consequence, was some 15 years younger than the youngest of her siblings. After her Father died, the Brother in question wanted to rule the roost. There were numerous spats as he tried to stamp his authority, often after him consuming the lager he was so partial to.
One Summer's eve, after his work, he settled down outside on the coal bunker, enjoying the sun and a case of Carlsberg Special Brew. As the cans disappeared, his mood deteriorated and the barking of orders to Mum and Sister began. As he eventually tramped off to bed, my Wife reminded him he had left his jacket on the coal bunker. A stream of expletives followed, indicating his lack of interest in this fact. "I hope it rains overnight", was my Wife's reply.
The following Morning was a beautiful sunny one and our hero declared "The sun shines on the righteous" before donning his jacket and heading for the bus to work. Two minutes later, my Wife and her Mum heard him return at the front door, uttering some pretty foul language. "What's the matter with you?" they asked.
"Some dirty bar steward of a Cat has had a crap in the sleeve of my jacket, that's what's the matter!!"
To top it off, he missed the bus and got docked an hour's pay.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold. In this case a bit of steam still rising would just have been the cherry on an already delicious "Cake"
One Summer's eve, after his work, he settled down outside on the coal bunker, enjoying the sun and a case of Carlsberg Special Brew. As the cans disappeared, his mood deteriorated and the barking of orders to Mum and Sister began. As he eventually tramped off to bed, my Wife reminded him he had left his jacket on the coal bunker. A stream of expletives followed, indicating his lack of interest in this fact. "I hope it rains overnight", was my Wife's reply.
The following Morning was a beautiful sunny one and our hero declared "The sun shines on the righteous" before donning his jacket and heading for the bus to work. Two minutes later, my Wife and her Mum heard him return at the front door, uttering some pretty foul language. "What's the matter with you?" they asked.
"Some dirty bar steward of a Cat has had a crap in the sleeve of my jacket, that's what's the matter!!"
To top it off, he missed the bus and got docked an hour's pay.
They say revenge is a dish best served cold. In this case a bit of steam still rising would just have been the cherry on an already delicious "Cake"