[SOC] For Bill

[Ian C. Purdie]

Bill Cunningham has had an eyeball QSO with me [January 2004 in Sydney] and he
can understand some aspects of my persona.

And this story.

Been an eventful week here Bill, my dog Grommit went to the shops with my
daughter Gai and the twins. They were going to "Dancing". That's the twins and
all this ballet bullsh**

Anyhoo, the twins got out of the car. Then one twin went back to the car and
then opened the door, and to Grommit this was the "third" time rule [makes
sense - see later]

Grommit and his mother then bolted.

Right across some Council workers who were diligently placing concrete in the
footpath. Sheez, how many pictures have we seen of this? Dogs crashing through
freshly placed concrete?

I asked the twins: "Did the Council people have a real cranky mouth?"

"Wow, Grand-dad even you would have been scared, they had a bigger cranky mouth
than you have AND... Mummy and the MAN both said naughty words that we're not
allowed to say?

Gai told me that she went back and later apologised. Her view, having a man
abuse her over her dogs was out of control was pure "red flag" stuff.

OZ sheila's take no SH** from anyone.

Anyway, a few conciliatory stubbies [bottles of beer] later on my part, I think
I've poured oil on troubled water and the "workers" can see the funny side.

Well...

I get excited about my dog... At least he's a real dog.

Ian

Beats crying about crimes against humanity.

[LATER] - The 3 time rule

1. Grommit jumps into my truck

2. I go to shops and return

3. We are back home and he can go ballistic locally and go stupid in the
backyard.

Cuppla months back, went through 1 & 2, met Ice-Cream Man on way home and made
purchases, Grommit went through stage 3, [logical to him] crossed road through
traffic and gave me heart attack.

I'm gettin too old.

Ian [again]