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FiFi LaFeles

FiFi LaFeles

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Mary - I saw Stoaty's post and was happy to think he's still around. I guess he joined the Occasional Lurkers Club, like me :) I missed reading his posts, a lot, when he retired. But not his smell though. Maaan, he was one whiffy Mustela.
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21-Jun-2017 09:11:38

FiFi LaFeles

FiFi LaFeles

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On the strength of that I had to go and look, of course.

A little late to the party but I'm glad someone has noticed and given voice on the topic of the unbelievably ugly blob formerly known as Catherby. Not that Jagex cares and the thread has sunk without trace. *sigh* We could have started a WAR over that. Ahhhh, a missed opportunity for mass destruction " Cry Havoc! And let slip the hamsters of war ....." .

On an unrelated note, I have been having persistent nosebleeds of late. Indeed, I spent Wednesday night incarcerated in a cubicle at my local A&E having been unceremoniously bundled into the back of a wailing vehicle following a rather embarrassing lapse of consciousness at home. They wanted to keep me there until the Head Witch Doctor arrived in the morning, in order that he may poke tubes into me and organise large scary machinery to sing loudly. No doubt whilst he was slaughtering black cockerels and rattling knuckle bones at me.

Pffft! Not I. Decamping quietly at 5am ~sans chaussures ~ made perfect sense. My Fishvention rod awaited at almost at level 12 and this is far more important than waiting for some sombre advice to cease picking my nose with such vigour.
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24-Jun-2017 10:33:00

Bernadette
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Bernadette

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Oh Dear Fifi - please don't let Corugi know that you not only spontaneously produce blood, but fall into a deep sleep whilst doing so. I am sure he will divine a nefarious use for your blood and send one of his henchmen around with a collecting bucket - you will need to get Mr Weazle and your five fangdogs from hell on sentry duty.

Beware newly arrived budgerigars at the bird tables - they may have been sent by Corugi on bloodletting reccies.


ps - Hope it all settles down soon and the NHS doesn't need to send out any more Fifi retrieval ambulances.

pps - I love the imagery of your barefoot tip-toeing past the Matron (not that they exist any more in our hospitals) as you made your early morning escape!
One man's Truth is another man's Lie

24-Jun-2017 11:30:08 - Last edited on 24-Jun-2017 11:31:05 by Bernadette

FiFi LaFeles

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Ohhh it got worse than that. It was like an episode from The Sweeney. I'd been a very impatient patient and kept insisting they either phone Mr Weazle to come and take me home, or at least a cab. They refused, insisting I remain and have my head examined, so to speak. I, in my usual bloody-minded (not to mention bloody-nosed) way decided it was a Hospital, not a damned Remand Centre, so I awaited my opportunity and ghosted out the doors.

Somewhat ill-prepared given I had no money, no phone, no shoes and no flipping idea what Hospital I was in, I marched determinedly (ignore the limping and wincing) along a deserted thoroughfare until I happened upon a Tesco Express and a very nice young chap phoned a cab for me. Probably desperate to get this dishevelled, barefoot old nutter out of his shop.

So there I was, sitting quietly on a little wall minding my own business when a flock of blue light vehicles surrounded me. Two Police cars and an ambulance (like I was toting an AK47 and screaming " Freeeeedom" whilst waving my blue-painted arse at non-existent passers-by, or something).

Three Coppers and two Paramedics insisting I was "ill" and had to return to prison the hospital. I know I'm not "ill" and explained pleasantly that I had not stolen anything, assaulted anyone, am not barking mad or otherwise breached the peace and advised them they'd have to either arrest me or Section me to get me back there.

45 minutes of wrangling later a very flustered Mr Weazle turned up and they "allowed" him to take me home.

The moral of this story? Don't tell anyone if you have nosebleeds and faint or you will be treated like a raving looney/criminal, spoken to as if you are a simpleton, threatened with being 'detained' (for reasons unspecified) and generally unnecessarily hassled. Not wanting to be in Hospital for a minor ailment is, apparently, a potentially criminal activity.
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24-Jun-2017 13:08:42

Bernadette
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Bernadette

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Oh my, Fifi, you truly GRIEFED our beloved emergency services and, as such, should now be entered into the annals of GRIEFERS EXTRAORDINAIRE - you may sent the entry fee to my private account.


FiFi LaFeles said :
The moral of this story? Don't tell anyone if you have nosebleeds and faint or you will be treated like a raving looney/criminal, spoken to as if you are a simpleton, threatened with being 'detained' (for reasons unspecified) and generally unnecessarily hassled.
Oh - I assumed that was already the default as a way of overfilling the NHS bed system so that the real emergency cases could line up outside in the ambulance queue, thus depriving even more emergency cases the ability to enter the system.

I think the true moral of the story is - only attend hospital whilst fully clothed and shod in order to effect a ninja escape which doesn't rely on a Tesco Express wall!

But in some ways it was sweet of the Tesco Express person to be alarmed for your safety - he was not to know you were an undercover, battle hardened, fully fledged member of Anti-Clan GRIEF and thus well able to withstand the eccentricity of being dishevelled and barefoot!
One man's Truth is another man's Lie

24-Jun-2017 13:30:26 - Last edited on 24-Jun-2017 14:05:47 by Bernadette

MDove

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Is that why I didn't sleep Wednesday night! It's YOUR fault!

So what's the next action?
Something similar happened to me once.
They had electrodes (yes, Frankinstein-ian images) hooked all over my chest.
After saying I was not staying 18-times, got up, carried that pole hanging with bottles,
all the way to Nurse's Station...nurses running behind counters, my saying, THIS IS NO NURSE STATION! I'll show ya a Nurse Station, & it's on @#@#!

Doctor runs from elevator, angrily saying, you're leaving! I said GOOD!
Nurse comes up, unhooks all...Wheelchair comes, to the door, please, nice as pie.

Only damn thing is, here, if you're in after midnite,....they can charge for the entire next day.

Flipside of that darlin, is of course what's goin on, hmmm? Why the blackout?

But in some ways it was sweet of the Tesco Express person to be alarmed for your safety - he was not to know you were an undercover, battle hardened, fully fledged member of Anti-Clan GRIEF and thus well able to withstand the eccentricity of being dishevelled and barefoot!
.......Indeed, Bernadette!

24-Jun-2017 19:27:20 - Last edited on 24-Jun-2017 20:15:30 by MDove

Corugi

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Fifi, what you need is a good long rest with plenty of sleep. Yes. Lots of sleep. Here, I have sent this Budgie to watch over you while you sleep. Don't mind the bucket he brought along with him, that is just, ahh, umm, his helmet. Yes. His helmet.

*whistles nonchalantly*

I failed to keep my New Year's resolution before I even made it.

24-Jun-2017 20:40:16 - Last edited on 24-Jun-2017 20:51:18 by Corugi

FiFi LaFeles

FiFi LaFeles

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I used to have scary dreams about vampires and aliens. Now I get heebie-jeebies in the night dreaming about budgies with buckets :(

Particularly since it was brought to my attention that you are selling buckets of nosebleed blood at cut price rates. Oh yes! my spies are everywhere. I know what you did last summer.
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25-Jun-2017 23:01:38

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