Sunny Sunday

Well it's Sunday again and the Sun is shining. After the gloomy week of terror attacks in London, the heart warms at the attitude of the British people, so stoic in times of crisis.

There are about 20,000 Lions supporters in Auckland and although they were soundly beaten by the All Blacks, their spirits were not dampened in any way; they have had a great tour. It makes me proud to have British roots.

On Friday night Irene and I went to our local RSA (Returned Servicemans Association) and had a few drinks and watched the "old fogies" dancing like spring chickens, made us feel ashamed that we are so unfit. We have resolved to take dance lesson and get fit.
While there I found a eulogy(or is it an eulogy) in one of their magazines which I would like to share.

"Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn’t always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more that you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Panadol to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, I’m a Whinger and I’m a Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him pass this on, if not join the majority and do nothing!"

Anyway, those were my thoughts for this week, have a good one!!
PS. If anyone should find any typos or grammar mistakes, please let me know.