Tell us Something Really Trivial about your Life (VOL 30)
Discussion
Timmy45 said:
glenrobbo said:
Bobberoo99 said:
Hold on chaps I have a cunning plan: how about we send Penrose up with a pair of garden shears to cut the rope and we all stand under Dibble with one of Mrs Brassingtons freshly starched bed sheets, there's what, six of us available, I'm sure that's enough to support the weight of a portly wheelchair wearing Dibble!!!!!
You mean like Delboy & Rodney with that priceless crystal chandelier? That might just work, Bobbers!
Or what if we called the Trivbury Fire Station and got them to bring out their turntable ladder and a naxe?
If Fireman Sam hacked through the rope, we could carefully place that old galvanised tin bath underneath Dibble's likely direction of plummet.
We could even put some water in it.
Edited by glenrobbo on Tuesday 19th June 09:31
Bobberoo99 said:
Dibble said:
I can’t feel my legs.
Look, stop whining and decide how you want to be I don’t wish to seem ungrateful or hasty, but the transport is due chez Dibble at midday to get me to today’s physio appointment at 1400.
My ideal solution would be one that doesn’t involve further damage to the duff limb, but as I’m already going to hospital this afternoon, I could always ask whether they are doing any BOGOF type deals...
Bobberoo99 said:
Dibble said:
I can’t feel my legs.
Look, stop whining and decide how you want to be Edited by Timmy45 on Tuesday 19th June 11:45
Dibble said:
Bobberoo99 said:
Dibble said:
I can’t feel my legs.
Look, stop whining and decide how you want to be I don’t wish to seem ungrateful or hasty, but the transport is due chez Dibble at midday to get me to today’s physio appointment at 1400.
My ideal solution would be one that doesn’t involve further damage to the duff limb, but as I’m already going to hospital this afternoon, I could always ask whether they are doing any BOGOF type deals...
Hang on a minute, we can't just go off half-cocked without a proper health & safety assessment. And we need to come up with a better code name for the operation.
Operation Dibble Dislodge? Operation Down with Dibble? Operation Barthist Party?
And we need to cordon off the area to keep the rubber-neckers at a safe distance. I'll give and get some rope & bunting.
And we need to get the hot-dog, burger and ice cream trollies into strategic positions around the square.
This could be quite a money spinner.
Dicky, could you get on to the Trivton Bugle to get some reporting crews dowe here asap?
Dibble, can you hold on for a few days until the national media get onto it.
This could go viral!
Operation Dibble Dislodge? Operation Down with Dibble? Operation Barthist Party?
And we need to cordon off the area to keep the rubber-neckers at a safe distance. I'll give and get some rope & bunting.
And we need to get the hot-dog, burger and ice cream trollies into strategic positions around the square.
This could be quite a money spinner.
Dicky, could you get on to the Trivton Bugle to get some reporting crews dowe here asap?
Dibble, can you hold on for a few days until the national media get onto it.
This could go viral!
I have taken it upon myself to carry out operation Dislodge Dibble, as operations go it was successful, to a degree at least, Dibble is down and mostly intact, the same however cannot be said for the spare bed from the guest wing, or Dibble's wheelchair, or the side of the church steeple!!!!
nonsequitur said:
V6 Pushfit said:
Red is definitely not your colour, V6.But the years haven't been kind, especially after he had his operation.
Shame really, he could have had me before that if he'd played his cards right.
Even though he had a bit of a reputation back then as "Slackfit".
I think we (mainly me) have a problem.
While awaiting rescue, I gnawed through one of the ropes, assuming that would lower me to the ground. I assumed wrong, and I’m now much higher up than I was a few minutes ago. Wrong rope, y’see.
It does explain why they’re sometimes known as “weather cocks”, though. I’d always wondered about that. And the plus side is the pain from the beak has taken my mind off my leg, at least in the short term
More worrying is the fact the rest of you have jacked up all these people and rescued “me”, yet I’ve not seen a dicky bird (could be another name for the weather cock, considering where it’s lodged) and I’m still up the tower/spire/steeple.
Could I be a terribke pest and ask you chaps to double check the plan and its location? Thanks awfully.
While awaiting rescue, I gnawed through one of the ropes, assuming that would lower me to the ground. I assumed wrong, and I’m now much higher up than I was a few minutes ago. Wrong rope, y’see.
It does explain why they’re sometimes known as “weather cocks”, though. I’d always wondered about that. And the plus side is the pain from the beak has taken my mind off my leg, at least in the short term
More worrying is the fact the rest of you have jacked up all these people and rescued “me”, yet I’ve not seen a dicky bird (could be another name for the weather cock, considering where it’s lodged) and I’m still up the tower/spire/steeple.
Could I be a terribke pest and ask you chaps to double check the plan and its location? Thanks awfully.
nonsequitur said:
V6 Pushfit said:
nonsequitur said:
Maybe we have a convert.Or just a covert?
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