Tinkle

If you should splash a little when you tinkle?

Be real  sweet and wipe the seat.

Love and kiss's.

Agman

Edith Cavell

In memory of Edith Cavell.
Born: Norfolk England. 1865.
Nurse.

This brave lady was executed by the Germans
On the 12 of October 1815.
For assisting British soldiers, and saving over 200 hundred lives.
It's 100 hundred years ago today ? since this lady has pasted away, remember her?

She now lies in the grounds of Norwich Cathedral.
I can't help but wonder what more good she may have done, if she hadn't been taken,
by a gun.

Thinking of you Edith,

Agman

I write to be remembered.

• 

1918,

I thought some of you writers might appreciate,
What Miss D Rainy wrote in Miss Gladys Golding Keepsake? Notebook.



" I write not here for beauty"
" I write not here for fame

"I write to be remembered"
"So I'll simply write my name"

signed D Rainy of Lincoln England,


And one more for the pot!

"I've looked these pages o'er and o'er"
" To see what others wrote before"
"And here upon this vacant spot "
"I now inscribe "Forget me not".

"Remember me dear Gladys"
" When on these lines you look"
" Remember it was " Emily?
" Who wrote them in you book"

Signed:
Emily Southley.
Aug 19th.
1918.


How sweet is that? Be Well Agman

love is one thing

1918,
From a school girls  keep-sake of memories,
Her Notebook,

Before the days of phones and other electronic things, many young girls used to carry small keep-sake note pads, where they got to write their thoughts in, encouraging their close friends to put comments in as well,
There wasn't the isolation which the modern phone seems to create,
can you imagine the little gang of girls gathered around the school gate? giggling, squealing and laughing as they pass around their latest wee comments in their pads.
From what I've read I believe the girls attended school in Lincoln England in 1918,

As you've picked up by now? I have one of these pads and I would like to share it with you, Well? some of it " It's quite thick?

1918, Aug 17,
Owner Miss Gladys Goulding.

The first page has a drawing of a flower, no date, and signed " with love from Etta"

The next entree must be from a family?member it's signed J G 1918,
( maybe Mum?)

"Love is one thing"
"Fathers boot is another"
"If you don't get one"
"Your sure to get the other"

Another:

"Love is sweet"
"But ain't it rotten"
"To love a girl"
"Another's gotten"

Signed: J E Curtis.


"Notice"

"If you want a treasure for life"
"Miss Gladys Golding will make you a good wife"
"She is loving and gentle and not to prim"
"For further particulars enquire within"

Signed:

J E Curtis
22 Clifton street
Lincoln.



Well I must away? but before I go?

Read what "Miss May Campbell had to say!"
" In 19th of Aug 1918"
"Any fool can go to bed"
"But it takes a woman"
"to get up in the morning"
 That's Me

be well:

Agman 
 '

My Companion,

My companion

My Companion:

Good-day my blogger friends.

There is nothing like finding something you thought you lost

and didn't realise it? (Bit like bumping into an old flame?)

It gives you more pleasure than anything else, to find again,

Is that not the truth?



The other night I jumped out of bed, for what you might call a nature break?

On my run! across my bedroom floor in the dark, (Starkers of course) I collided with a pile of books,

Which were balancing on a corner chair, precariously! about 15 books high, the sound of them crashing to the floor in the middle of the night was like a thunder clap,

I continued with my Quest and on return to my bedroom, I turned on the light.

At first I was not overly concerned about the books on the floor, the fact that they were on the corner chair! meant that they had been read and were being saved for their  return, to their sanctuary, the second-hand book shop, a place I'd spent many happy hours myself.

But then I noticed my old companion laying immersed and Totally wrecked in the middle of the pile of books, totally flat out!
As if it had, a one round episode with Mike Tyson  ( Iron Mike) and went down with the first punch like most of his opponents!

Anyway back to my companion.

I gathered her up like a wounded bird and carried it over to my bed and sat down and started to straighten and arrange the pages back to some semblance of what it used to be, before it became my constant companion for many years.

As I straightened the pages it was like a walk down memory lane, all the notations I had underlined in yellow and fellow students who looked through it for words had underlined them in soft pencil,( now faded.) I remember many of my fellow students just from their word, when I saw it.

It could be said that I never played well with other students, getting to borrow my companion from me was a difficult task indeed, I didn't like it and I certainly never let it leave my desktop, or out of my reach,
I often heard them moan when they realised they had to ask me, so they could check a word. I can only guess as to what they called me when I wasn't there.

For me I just never understood how anybody could start a technical course without a full compliment of course material, but they did, and just borrowed the rest.

I remember well my first adventure into the world of the written word,
As you will all agree it was a very large step for me?

I had decided to be a Commercial Pilot something I had played with-in my mind for so long,
So off I went to Melbourne University to  enrol.

Now when I think back! I must have been a bit of a strange sight,
I turned up and parked in the Uni vehicle grounds,  on my 350hp Matchless single motorcycle, black frame with Lipstick pink tank, I painted it myself ?

I was dressed in a clean white T shirt, pressed black jeans and polished brown boots and a dark leather jacket, with a damp cloth wipe down and Yes! with an Eagle on the back!
but it never took off like a bomb? or was the terror of highway 101!
But this was my time.
I was washed and my clothes were pressed, courtesy of my Auntie Nancy, my Mothers Sister.
My hair was short,  that was due to my Uncle Mick? he said "my hair (when long) spent more time in my dinner when I was eating, than my spoon,"
Any way I was slicked up and ready for whatever?

So I turned up at the class room and stood with all the others, outside in the hall,
half a minute to go the door opens and we all file in, there was no talking, maybe we were all taking a deep breath,
I headed for the front seat,? seemed like a good idea at the time! don't know why! and I don't know if it ever made any difference? But it seemed like a good start plan at the time. In the front!

At the table in front of me, all the professors of the course were seated, they all in turn, stood and introduced themselves, and gave a quick intro to their subjects, and what they expected of us.
This was frightening but not so bad.
Then the head lecturer stood up, he introduced himself and stood looking around the class his eyes settling on each of us one at a time, he was definitely the boss cocky, you could tell by the way he spoke, he went through the whole intro again,
He was a tall guy with wavy hair, he had the most accusing look, when his eyes settled on you, it seemed to make your seat heat up.
He moved around us  demonstrating his ability to remembering all of our names, as he ask us questions, which were personal about our our ability to complete the course, ( he should have been a S.I.S interrogator in the Army)

When my turn came around, I stood up?
I don't know why? nobody else did, but he intimidated me,
and he said " Well Mr Donnelly, what makes you think you
can pass this course and become a Commercial Pilot?"
My mind shouted silently at him, "You don't know me?"
"You never saw me at Albert Park? on a Sunday morning making my balsa wood planes of paper,
held together with cement," (gliders were my favourite.)
"You never witness  the launch of my Colditz glider? which climbed away and just kept going, never to be seen again," (now that was a great sight!)

Anyway I just said " this is something I want to do with my life. and returned to my seat,

The session ended when he said "for us to go pay our fees and get down to pick up the course work material and go home and start studying and he looked forward to seeing us, in class".
Then in true form!( just like a politician leaving the heart breaker to last).
he said "Oh Yes you should know this? but I will mention it anyway due to all the controversy it creates at the end of the course, creating an unbelievable stream of letters to the University and Civil Aviation Authority, complaining they were not made aware of this ruling. So be warned and listen?"

"The Civil Aviation Authority rules that all students on the course must pass all subjects on the course by the end of the course, there are no partial passes outside the course, only forfeit of all subjects passed, followed by a full resit,
The course must be passed during the twelve months of starting the course and no amount of  complaining letter writing will change this,"

With that said he walked out of the class, and we all filed out and went our different ways,
I headed straight for the technical book shop in Swanson street, to pick up the course books.
There was a spring in my step as I walked down Swanson street,
I felt rather proud of myself, believing I had jumped the first hurdle,

On entering the book shop! It was so quite, just like entering a cathedral,
I became aware of my bikie boots squeaking and I nearly started to tip toe! I was so aware of the silence?

I gave the lady at reception my book slips and she pointed me to a table, which had identical stacks
already made up,
At the top of the pile I had picked, was a red book called "Kermodes Mechanics of Flight" after a quick flick through the pages and seeing  words like "Basic principals of Flight" and Transonic and Supersonic and Orbital and Space flight and an array of the most complicated pictures I had yet to see,( in my lifetime) plus a bucket load of formula! and that was only one of the books?
At that precise moment doubt! gave me a kick in the rear section.
I needed help,

I gathered up my books and wandered up to the receptionist and as she marked them all off her list and entered my name into her files,
I quietly asked her if I could get any help with these subjects, she handed me a Universal Dictionary , saying

  "All you will ever need to know is in there, good luck" !

So that was my introduction to my Universal Dictionary and it became my constant companion, and needless to say, it got me through the Commercial Pilots course and went on to star in other rolls I got her involved in, and she never let me down.
So now she  is placed on the top of the book cabinet, in my pride of place for all to see.
For without my companion what would I be?
She introduced me and gave me guidance in the structure of words and their correct use
and their origins.
1752 pages of characters and style.?
What more could a man ask of his companion?

Modern people will say " It's out of date! passed it's prime"? It's got no buttons?

but I say.
"So am I?"


Agman

Max Matherson ( Agricutural Flying instructor)

Ag Pilot.

Max Matherson.
Senior Flying Instructor.
Agricultural Section.
Superspread Aviation .
Victoria.
Australia.






I first met Max in his office at Moorabin airport, after I received a training grant from the Australian government to train as an Ag-Pilot. and they sent me along to him for practical training, after passing the agricultural pilots exam of course.
As this involved one on one training, I found myself sitting across the table from Max as he outlined his training program, it would involve lectures on flying, the practical, plus a whole load of other bits and bobs? and Max was a bit of a demi-god to me.

Anyway that's not what I'm getting at,
As I was sitting across from Max I noticed a picture frame with a quote in it and as my eyes kept looking at it, it was distracting, not knowing what it said?
Max took it from the wall and gave it to me to read ,
he said it had been a while since it had distracted anybody,
then in the next breath he said " never had G B Shaw been so wrong" Then he said "what do you think?".
I said I'm not sure, so we left it and went back to the lectures.
I'm still not sure?

The Quote: from memory.

Those who can, do!
Those who Can't,
Teach?
Those who can't teach?
Teach,
Teachers?

Well fellow bloggers "What do you think"?


My last meeting with Max was at the Melbourne  showground, on show day, he came up from behind me and vigorously shook my hand, saying with a big smile on his face,
 " My God Agman your still alive"?
I turned and smiled at him,  he still had all of his hair and it was as white as snow and his blue eyes sparkled with a youthful twinkle, his face had the tan a pilot flying single cockpits aircraft gets, after a few years, in the seat.
We went into the beer tent for a couple beers and went on our separate ways.

Go well Max.
I will look for you in the queue at the pearly gates,

Agman.

Lost memory in the wheat country.

Wheat Spraying 

Piper Pawnee 260 hp

Lost memory in the wheat country,

Winter Spraying West Australia.

19 68/70.?

I had a wee Blue with my lady before leaving Melbourne for the winter spraying.!

She said: "I was besotted by my flying and thought about nothing else" and another few home truths! and "not to bother coming back" was  thrown in as well!
Which I never paid a great deal of attention to at the time, as I went out the door with my flight bag in hand and the flight across the Nullarbor track in my mind,

Now I'm in West Australia 3000 miles away from my lady, and it's about 3:00 am in the morning, I'm looking out across a field of wheat about 3000 acres, the plan is to spray it tomorrow, starting around 04:15 am, It's going to be a long day, I can hear and feel the wind, a warm gentle breeze moving it's way through the wheat.

My mind wondered back to my leaving and to how I was going to fix this balls up I had made?
Most of what Josephine said was true, she has always been my brick, so I must fix this ,

Just in that moment the wind dropped off and it became quite and calm, I half expected the wind to go round to the south west, but no, it remand calm, I turned  to return to my caravan.

When from out of the darkness:
"I thought I heard you call my name" ?

I should have begged you to stay.
But now I have this strong feeling your going away, to stay away from me?
You are an important part of me.
I will miss you more than I can say.

But when I fly low and under the cables and round the tree's.
I can't allow your memory to follow and take from me all you have so far given me, my life.





Agman

Comedian ? I don't think so.

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Keith Lemon , a comedian?
I doubt it,
I do believe he is a person who considers himself famous enough to make remarks about anybody, especially the ones who are unable to defend themselves!

Lemons remarks about the Plane crash in Taiwan were childish and stupid,
I wonder what he would have thought, if he had been  strapped in a seat beside the other passengers, as that  aircraft rolled to-wards it's doom.
What ever was the BBC thinking of?
Using a dick like that, mind you they also seem to make loads of boo boos.
Hiding in their board rooms.
Of Course the BBC have posted a " Sorry if we Offended anybody apology".
But we all Know  that an apology from the BBC is about as useless as tits on a donkey.

Why don't they just stop employing people or sack them, who believe, they are so famous, they can say, what they like, when they like and we the long suffering public stand by with red faces.

Famous to me ! means a person who has done some good for society, which drops Lemon out the bottom of the pile.
But I do believe he is well known? as a big mouth!

Wouldn't it be oh so sweet, if the next Hosty he has a chance  to meet! were to drop his hot coffee in his lap.
Just to remind him he's such a sap!

If I was to say there is a line with a Famous entree on one side and a crude loud mouth entree on the other, could you tell  which ? is which? 
Come fellow bloggers tell me true? what side of the line do you want to represent you.

Agman

Hope springs from a tragety

Lassana Bathily.

In response to the recent cowardly attacks in Paris and the murder of it's citizens. the above man was reported to have hide a few people in a cold room in a shop, saving their lives.

He is a practising Muslim, age 24 years,

He was also reported to have said " We are all  brothers in the same boat", does he mean the same tribe? the same species? he is so right!
Its obvious to me, that this man has not forgotten that we are all from the same planet, as many of us seem to have forgotten, down through the centuries.

He seems to demonstrate a natural respect for the Sanctity of life, What a wonderful thing!

I believe that the Key to mans future, is respect for the Sanctity of life between all species on our planet and without it, there may be no future for us or our planet,

Mr Lassana Bathily I salute you and trust you have a long and full life, and I hope I get to meet others  like you with your ideals,

Be well

Agman.

Proud French

 Ju Suis Charlie.

Be brave we will stand with you and never forget you.

I believe they will be consigned to the dustbin of life very soon, as cowards who murder  people who use pens not guns. and still defeat them.
agman.

Murder Most Foul

The Aljazeera News:

Reported that the cowardly murders of the school children and their teachers in Peshawar Pakistan, were fighters, demonstrating once again the fearless-ness of these cowardly murders,
When faced with unarmed children and unarmed teachers.
126 is the reported death toll to date,
The fact that they were killing members of their own race may have been considered by them as a bonus.

I hope the army make them pay a 1000 times over.

Agman

The End is Nigh ?

I just thought the time is right, to ask you,
What do you believe?


I'm sure you've all heard the saying that " the day you are born is your first step on the road to the end of your life." and your meeting with your mortality,

Well that's where I am now ?
When I look over my shoulder, all I can see behind me, is my shadow.
No foot prints? not a sign of my passing,
All that's left of my life, has fallen by the wayside, all my dreams and memories are fading as I move on-ward, to where? I know not.

It would seem you take nothing with you when you leave this old world,
"not so cool a"?  No memories, no feelings.

Let me just say one thing, my life has been a real adventure, sometimes sad and lonely, but a road filled with promise and love and happiness. So I was one of the lucky ones.
You could say" I've had it all"! and you would be right, I have friends, family and children  and a full life.

Since I had that wee miracle?

That strange visit to the pyramid, in Abydos , Egypt?
I have never been the same person?

You may say "that's because you were stuck in an Asylum, some-where you dork!"
and my reply to you is,  "Touche"?

There seems to be areas within my mind, of times I can't account for,
I'm not saying I don't remember?  I'm saying!

I am unable to explain myself to a world that accepts, violence, war and greed as well as slavery ,
as a normal part of their lives.
As long! as what ever  happens? Happens? to somebody else? its fine!
as long as it's not them!
This will of course be decried in what ever direction is popular at the time.

They will of course post an appropriate message on their media hand set, to show their interest in the event and forget it.

I am not a man of Faith!,
Which may sound strange coming from a man who is searching for a god.
But in fact I am searching for the truth, in a way that may  save my planet, from the eternal cycle of destruction, it's caught up in.

Every 5 million years or so, our planet seems to go into a self destructive mode, due to it's inability to find balance and harmony in its development, it would seem to get so far then just stops?

Mother nature just seems to give up on its creation of our planet, not seeing any future for us.

As man developed, he just become a greater warmonger of unbelievable cruelty,
Basically destroying everything living in his path as it suited him.

Well it would seem it is starting again?
Will it be a flood this time?
or some catastrophic destruction from an asteroids collision with the earth.

This time line is mentioned in the Mayan temple carvings high in the mountains.
How their message has survived so many years? is a mystery.
The prediction of our worlds destruction is imminent.

Amun -Ra the great King! said that when his people first came to our planet, they saw the sign's that other race's  had attempted to stop the cycle of self destruction, by the use of Pyramid technology! and moved on before the cycle returned and they themselves would also be destroyed ?
They also discovered  that it wasn't our world that was the problem ! man proved to be the catalyst of doom. The ultimate destroyer of our world.

Shortly after that incident at Abydos, I left my job, my family and went searching for the truth, such a simple thing?
I wanted to ask him ( God) to reverse the ending of the world as "Amun-Ra" had predicted.

The searcher usually finds something, but not me, I believe now it is already to late,

There is the crux to my story or my confession? what ever way you look at it!

I failed, I searched and searched! I was unable to accept the idea of failure, yet fail I did.

I never found God, in fact I never found anybody? who I would consider? even close to being a god.
So I kept searching, for the truth.

I still seem to have the ability to move unnoticed  through other races of people,
Which I must attribute to "Amun-Ra"  assuming that part of my life was not a dream.?

I've sat in large congregations all over the world and listened to world leaders and religious leaders, all of them! Speakers of riddles!

I have read all the stories about the famous prophets?  who handed down their own idea's, of how the world should develop through their eyes,

Many of these people were murdered! which gave them some credibility, but in fact in my opinion ?most were charlatans interested in their own selfish agenda's.

Which I admit, I have no true idea what their agenda's were, I doubt if they did?

This leaves me with my conclusion?
That this world has no God! not yet anyway. and until man develops along the lines of, "Maat" natural fairness, justice and Equality for all, from the start,

This cycle will end? and we and all our dreams and memories along with it !
When ? who knows? But I believe soon.
No true God would allow mans inhumanity to man, as many of us allow now! to continue in his name.
Possible our world does not deserve a God?  yet.

Yes I believe
This world is beyond saving. this time round!
What will I do?
I will ask Amun-Ra the King of Kings to save me, so I can try again at the rebirth of our Planet.

I find it unbelievable that greed and selfishness are crippling peoples opinions of our world, we seem to be  totally self interested, with out any apathy towards our fellow human beings.

Disease and  wars are common place and accepted as part of the price people are willing to accept for their life styles.
Prophets, teachers, Priest, Nuns, Muslims, Christens, Sikhs, Buddhist atheist. Jews are being murdered by each other they just can't seem to agree on the basis principals of life, of fair and equal justice for all, It would seem most of them encourage their followers to do likewise.

The powers that be, have it in their grasp to stop wars, hunger, genocide, seem to be standing idly to one side.
If a good man talks out in support of making the world a better place, he is ridiculed my a  multi- media frenzy  that turns up on his phone,to ridicule.

The idea that we are all the same race occupying the same planet, seems to be lost.

People have been, creating, false borders and even false gods and killing each other,
We destroy every thing we touch, animal species have been seriously effected, many have even been totally wiped out already.
With this lust man has for power, and still with all our knowledge we continue to to wipe each other out, we are heading for an apocalyptic event,
We have had wars to end all wars! (13.700.000 died) and then we found or created another one to go on with, a short time after influenza, claimed 20. million lives.
I could go on and on? which only makes us look worse so I will stop .

My time is short, so I will return to Abydos and appeal to the king of kings to save me.
So I may teach the Sanctity of life, to the next of us, and maybe then?
We will truly be known as the occupiers of the Blue Planet, that promotes Fairness, Equality and justice for all it's inhabitants. With a true God.

If we can embrace and respect the Sanctity of life to all species on our planet, maybe we stand a chance?

I see you smile as you turn away! but I will live to fight another day.
I cannot teach you anything,
just hope you will listen and change?




Agman.

Christmas is coming.

Christmas is coming.

The Geese are getting fat.

Please put a penny in my old hat,
If you haven't got a penny? half of one will do?.

If have not got half a penny? then god bless you.

Merry Christmas to Bloggers everywhere.

Be well Agman. 

My Son Died in Afghanistan

Martin. Bell. Way.

January. 11 .2011.

A Hero died this day.
Fighting for his country.
So very far away.and I'm
sorry is all I can say.






I offer my deepest heartfelt sympathy to you and your family.
Your sons tragedy is of immense importance to all of us here in the UK.
He is a hero now and always will be remembered as one  by me.
I congratulate the Bradford Council for offering to name a street, after him, to keep his memory alive, after his valiant sacrifice.
I invite other councils to do the same.

With the going down of the sun will shall remember him. Martin Bell, Jan 11. 2011.


Agman.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

quite observer

This message was placed on a high school answering service, unanimously by the staff, after the staff received a bunch of unsavoury messages!

It came about after a policy was introduced within the school, where parents and students were required to accept responsibility for their missing homework! being absent from class and attitudes and many other rude and bulling tactics.

The school is being sued by the students and parents demanding their faulty grades be changed, to passing grades, even though the student had not completed the full school work to complete the class.

This could be any high school in the western world, it would seem they and their parents, want the high school certificates but not the knowledge.

Okay this a bit of a giggle? but it's close to the point. here go's

Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

Hallo! you have reached the automated services of your high school.
In order for us to connect you to the correct staff member please listen to the following options,
before making a selection.

To lie about why your child is absent ; please press one.

To make excuses for why your child did not bring their homework to school; please press two.

To complain about what we do; press three.

To swear at staff members; press four.

To ask why you didn't get information, that was included in the school news letter and a few flyer's
that were mailed to you; press five.

If you want us to raise your child for you ; press six.

If you want to reach out and slap or hit somebody ; press seven.

To request a new teacher for the fifth time this season ; press eight.

To complain about the free school meals; press nine.

To complain about the free school bus services; press ten.

If you realise, this is the real world and your child is responsible  for their own classwork and behaviour, and the fault does not lie with the teaching staff, for you child's lack of effort.
Please hang up and have a nice day!.

If you require this in another language, please  free to move, where they speak it.

Thank you for your call and your interest in public education.  Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.


Make the world go away!

Agman.

Bless her cotton picking socks?

Thursday.



I received this today, thought it was a bit of a giggle so I'm sharing it, with you!

Overheard in the local church in London, a lady praying out loud.

"Dear Lord " she said
"This has been a tough year or two? for me and you , I know!
 

You have taken my favourite actor Sir Richard Attenborough.

My favourite pop singer  Michael Jackson.

My favourite Blues singer Amy Winehouse.

My favourite football manager Bobby Robson.
/
My favourite golfer Steve Ballesteros.

My favourite singer Whitney Houston.

My favourite  commedian  Joan Rivers.

I just wanted you to know that my favourite politicians are;

Alex Salmond, Tony Blair, John Prescott,Ed Milliband, Nick Clegg, Harriot Harman, and quite a few others , in no particular order.

Yours as always.
Amen


Agman

So you think your mobile phone is insured?

Be Warned ! 

Your mobile phone insurance, !
Is as useless as tits on a donkey.

Check it out? does it really cover your personal risks and needs or are you just paying into some companies pension fund ?

What ever way you look at it, the mobile phone is a "must have" accessory and it would seem everybody has one and needs one.

Now the cost of this "Must Have" accessory is high for the average person and most would not really be able to buy one.
But then some clever Dude came up with the idea of contracts. ( I bet the champagne bottles were popping in the board rooms that day) !

I saw this story on "Rip Off Britain the TV series, this young lady passed it on so that others would beware and not be caught out.  So here's her story.

Like many millions of others she got her phone from her high street shop and decided to get it on contract, as it seemed to be the more affordable for her.
The sales person went through the details and paper work and fully explained the fine print,
as she stood starring at her new "Must Have" item, of course, she was not listening very carefully to the sales persons spiel.
Her "Must Have" item had taker her to another planet?

Just like most of us she could only see herself! walking, standing, sitting, with her new, "Must Have" accessory which would make her look so cool, making calls to all her friends and joining the "Face Book" media, she took a deep breath, she felt so great!
Signing all the paper work and stuffing the paperwork into her bag, she headed for the street,
last words she remembers from the sales person was" remember your phone unit is "fully comprehensively  insured", "so no worries, enjoy".
She was so taken with her "Must Have" accessory she hardly remembered the sales persons face.

So here's her story as I remember it;

Coming home after a night out, (on the juice) she found she had no phone! "Oh my God"
Not to worry! one of her friends may have picked it up for her,
In the morning she will get out her lap top and start searching her friends,
Unfortunately none of her friends had any memory of her phone, not to worry! she just thought she would go to the hotel where they were last at, and ask if  "anybody had handed it in ", they knew nothing?
Now she will go to her phone shop in the high street  and report it, digging out all her paper work for her phone from the bottom of her bag, (more than likely the first time she has looked at it) with her phone insurance in her hand.
The shop staff were absolutely wonderful accepting her paper work and telling her "she will have a new phone first class mail, in one day," She was just so happy.

Here's the Kicker!

When she got her phone account at  the end of the month, somebody had run up over £600 in extra phone calls.
Then the penny dropped she grabbed her paper work and went running back to the phone shop,

This time, the staff were friendly but  very cautious and business like, checking her paper work over and over again, she was in the shop for hours, she spoke with her service provider, who after many phone calls and what seemed like hours, she left the shop  with the understanding that she is responsible for all calls made up to the time, she reported the phone stolen or lost, and her Comprehensive policy didn't cover that area of illegal use? and she signed  the papers to say she had read and understood the conditions when she got her phone.
She was gutted, she never had the money to pay this charge,
The next day she went around to the shop and told them she was fully comprehensively insured and she refused to pay the charges, her phone was cut off by the service supplier and after a week she gave up and agreed to pay off her dept.

Now I know many of you will say " well she should have read the small print" Just casting her aside and selfishly forgetting her, okay that's your choice?

But where's your empathy?  surely 85% of us have done the same thing and been lucky not to lose our phones ?  most of us have never even looked at our phone insurance policies.
It really boils down to? is us showing apathy towards  a fellow human, do you never think "That could be me?"

On the face of it the phone supplier seems blameless, but let me point out a couple of thing I find a wee bit suspicious.

For me this boils down to what your definition is of comprehensive and what the insurance companies definition is.

What's yours?

Mine Is ! as I understand it

Comprehensive ;  Fully, Completely, Thoroughly Totally, Wholly.

Complete protection for the buyer from all loss! including everything ! what ever ? to ensure any loss to the buyer. Why would anybody ensure for anything else?

So I would have expected to be fully and totally, even thoroughly and completely covered by such a policy.

Now another small point! the cost, I drive a new cheap car value £7800 full comprehensive insurance
cost me £140.00 per year,

The Phone in Question cost about £500.00, full comprehensive cover cost's £220. per year.

It was reported on the TV show that these are a standard policy used by most phone companies, so that means anybody with these insurance policies are wasting their money.
As I said, useless as tits on a donkey.

Until such time as somebody? in government who has no interests in the phone companies shares.
has a look at this smelly practise and cleans it out, we may be stuck with it? so be warned.

I think its fair to say most of the shop staff would not be advised of this small print kicker! and will be shocked, when they realise they would have been pushing the policy as a good thing.

I think there is a smell of PPI  about this!


Agman;

That watchful eye

She was in the bathroom applying her make-up,
under the watchful eye of her grand-daughter as she had done so many times before!
As she started to leave the bathroom,
the wee princess said " Grandma you for-got to kiss the toilet paper good bye.

Don't you just love them?




agman

Today's Memory.

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Today's Memory: H.W 1922,

They say, I have never written of love,
As a writer of stories should do!

They say, I have never touched a women, with a touch that is tender, firm and true.

They say, I know nothing of a women's love and me, in fields of clover,
Where loves Roses grow and life begins anew. all because of you,
My love burst from me and flew to you.
On that special day.

They say, I must write with faltering pen? with a tear in my eye.
That may be so true?
But How would they know? really,
Do they think I do not know?

When loves first bloom burst upon me,
In days when my hair was brown,
The hem of your skirt was a sacred thing and your hair was an Angels Crown.

They say, I have never written of love,
They say, my heart is such, that the finer feeling's are not for me?
As I have no feelings or knowledge of love.
They say! they say! Oh God I wish they just would go away.

They are the darkest depths in the nights sky, where the cluster of stars hang low,
I was lost in our love, beneath those stars,
When our first loves promises came true.
Your body was a wonderland to me,
Setting all my senses free.
Happiness completely surrounded me.

There are things that would break my heart to write.
Oh yes it's true! but just let me say,
"Thank you Princess for being there for me on that Special, Special, day.


And they think! I do not know?

Sorry I didn't realize, a moment would last forever.


Agman.

My Happy Little Memory for today.

Do you have one?



Agman.