Sunday 29 May 2011

"hello operator!.....give me the number for 911!C

hello hello, much has happened since the last post but most of it unrepeatable on this blog ha!
had fun fun fun as it was Cieran's birthday so organised cover for a couple of days but didn't tell Gemma or the kid's and just turned up on Thursday morning and knocked on the door, i was then cordially greeted by a very surprised Gembops who instantly burst into tears and was a complete emotional explosion. didn't really know what to do at that point and even though Cieran wasn't at the door i decided to break the sadness with another rendition of happy birthday (minus the balloons), i seem to be singing that alot just lately.

i was completely creamed as i had just finished 12 hours of night shift and then driven the 3 hours to home from work so grabbed a couple of hours down time before the guest's arrived and it was great to see everyone but i didn't remember saying i would stand and cook food and pour drinks all day oh well! Cieran was in good form with his funny quotes as per usual the best one being "everybody can you all please listen?!........HAS ANYONE SEEN MY BALL'S?!" he was referring to the ones out of his game and to be honest being only six years old didn't really get what every body was hysterically laughing at.

really good to see big bear and his new girl Donna was kind of them to travel up just for cieran's birthday although i know Mr Egan was dissapointed that the evening didn't end with a "bowl full of room key's" but it was good never the less.

it is good to write these thing's down, i suppose a memory recorded is one never forgotten. and with that in mind i decided to privately start a diary or memoir if you like of the funnier thing's that have happened on some of the job's i have worked. obviously names and certain deed's would be left out as I'm not planning to publish anything but when i sat back and remembered some of the situations i have been in i have physically laughed out loud i think the one that made me decide to write them down was this one.

it was the first time i had looked after this particular client and all was going great, a few surprises but no drama's. we had gone into an Indian restaurant that we happened to pass as the client was taking a walk. it was a lovely place quite up market and pricey. everything was fine the client and his guest's were chatting relaxing and having a dink and some food when the Indian owner came over to see if everything was OK and of course get a little close to the client, then the Indian guy's wife came over in full traditional dress complete with bindi (spot on her head) and the client calls her over to him. he complements her and Tell's her how beautiful she looks and that he loves her bindi, then he Say's"i used to go out with a girl who had a bindi you know!" "oh really!" the Indian lady answers, "yes really she had a bindi just like yours, and one night i rubbed it off and it said I'd won a Mercedes!". at that point the Indian lady kind of staggered backwards with shock then did a little laugh and walked off. i was trying my hardest to not laugh but my eye's were filling up and i thought i would explode right there and then. but through the tears i was planning our sharp exit just in case the husband wanted to "express his displeasure" but all was cool and we left having tipped heavily and all was forgiven......

that's all for now stay safe thanks for reading.
 cieran with bigbear
cierans birthday cake

Friday 6 May 2011

ty ty ty and for my next trick.........

well after spending much time trawling through a friend's blog and really liking what i read i decided to start my own, those of you who don't know me can treat me as a god until the truth emerges and you all realise that's actually not true, and those who do know me .....shhhhh! :o).

don't really know where im to start so i guess i will start on yesterday and maybe in future blog's recall some memorable stuff form the past.(or be too bone idle to do that and stick with the up to date stuff). had a weird day yesterday really, changeover shift from nights to day's which always leaves me exhausted but on top of that it was stevie b's birthday and the team and i went across to churchill hospital's oncology ward (Steve has a brain tumour)for a surprise party for him. it was a bitter sweet occasion as it's really beginning to show just how poorly he is now, hard to believe he was working along side of us just a couple of months ago. i really wanted to greet him with a complete piss take of his situation, as we always did with each other but i could tell as soon as i walked in that he was struggling to grasp who we were let alone deal with the sarcasm we usually threw back and too to each other and everyone else to be honest.

it was great to see so many people there for him and i know i felt a little awkward but i relaxed after a while, plus, i took my camera  with me and took lot's of photo's which took my mind of the sadness of it all. to top it all off we got playing silly games with balloons which climaxed with me stuffing two up my top and then giving steve a very unconvincing rendition of Marilyn monroe's "happy birthday Mr president"! but it made us all laugh and ended the night on a high. i guess i got that piss take in after all.