Literate Illiterates

The thick fog lay over the m40 like a blanket, visibility was down to less than 5 feet. Cars overtaking would quickly vanish into the distance and my rear view mirror revealed nothing but the occasional ghostly shape looming from the wall of grey....... and then I started to see the digital display signs, their lights flashing a dance of warning on the central reservation....I couldn't make out what it said due to the lack of visibility and had to wait until I was near upon it before I could finally read the word, …... FOG.....it said, in bright luminescence.

How very helpful I thought, thankfully I can read, but imagine how many illiterate drivers became confused?

The Pokey Badge

With the addition of the new (huge!) Euromillion badge to the on chest array, we had to take great care when applying it to young Satheesh here at Guyscliffe.

Now young Satheesh is a fellow of the smaller persuasion so the extra precautions were very necessary and great care had to be taken. Sadly, the initial location of the badge proved difficult, he was inadvertently stabbed several times as we tried to find free chest space and although fine now, there was a fear for a while that he may lose a nipple.

Once we had the badge finally in place we then had the problem of him maintaining his balance under the excess weight, and had to bolster him from behind while he adjusted. He cracked it soon enough and despite the odd topple forward he's now able to get about the store fairly well, albeit lurching rather a bit. He cant of course carry anything, so stocking up is out of the question but at least he can take breaks of convenience....hopefully without falling in.....and is relatively fine propped up at till one.

We have of course done a safety huddle sign off with him, insisting that he stay away from any magnetic sources.......