Congratulations on the job. And hope your wife continues to get better.
I’m looking forward to the first time you help an an old dear into the car and as soon as she’s sat in the seat, years of habit kick in and you slam the door and lock the car with the key as she stares through the window, aghast.
Went off sick back April when Mrs Egf was diagnosed with bowel cancer, had the most stressful/worst year of our entire lives, got dismissed from the prison service due to ‘medical inefficiency’ (all cos I told the number one that my present priority was not with her or the jail, it was with my wife)
So I’ve spent all this time worrying/panicking about her/our future & looking after her. She’s getting slowly better so I applied for another job as a relief driver for North Yorks council, taking old folk/disabled folk & people with all kinds of day to day difficulties to various appointments.
Phone call this morning to say I’ve got the job. (61yr old, I’ll fit in well with the oldies)
Very pleased but not as pleased as I am to be out of that HMP Shitehole! 😆
it will be nice to be working with people your own age mate……enjoy
& I bet some of those will be walking without a limp! Cheeky git!
Thanks for the good wishes up to now everyone, It’s really heartwarming for an old gobshite like me!
If It’s any consolation PJay, I actually thought we’d been cursed somehow. Both went part time last year, got a gorgeous Red Fox Lab, (now re-homed) got a caravan (that may be the curse) paid the mortgage off, then WHACK! The biggest kick in the teeth wev’e ever had comes along.
You just never know what’s round the corner.
& the 1st old person who doesn’t put their seat belt on gets bent up! I’m still in my C&R ticket!
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