Rigger's Diary: deplorable behaviour
 

I came across a nice old boy today. He's in his mid-nineties and still drives
every day. He said he'd never had an accident, and he'd been on the road since
1928. I pulled his leg a bit and said "I bet you've had lots and forgotten
them!" and he just winked and said "Maybe you're right."
He had a very old Hitachi in the front room, in perfect working order, but he
said he never went in there except when the family came round because it made
him miss his wife, who died twenty years ago. He preferred to watch telly in
the kitchen, and recently the telly in there had faded away. As it happened his
grand daughter came round with her boyfriend to tell him that they were going
to get married, and invite him to the wedding. The old boy mentioned that he
needed a new telly and asked them if they would come with him to Comet to get
one. This was arranged, but then the old boy got a bad cold and was stuck in
the house for a week. He rung the grand daughter and asked her if she'd come
round for the money and go and buy him a telly to save him going out. The
boyfriend called round and the old man gave him £200. The next day the
boyfriend came round with the new TV set. In the meantime the old boy had
decided to get the aerial fixed because his BBC1 picture was snowy (in truth it
was almost non-existent and the others weren't much better but that's beside
the point). Having sorted the aerial I tried to tune-in the new telly and found
that it would only obey the remote for basic functions. Not knowing the story I
suggested that he ask Eddie the TV man round the corner to take a look at it,
because I assumed that the telly, although in an immaculate cabinet, was about
five years old. Then it emerged that it was allegedly 'new'. "Have you got the
receipt?"
"No he didn't give it to me."
"Have you got the instruction book."
"No, nothing like that."
"When he brought the telly was it in a box?"
"No he just carried it in."
On the back of the telly was a label that said
"xxxxxxx District Hospital
Electrical Safety Inspection
Passed 18/12/03"
I said that the best thing to do was ask the young man to collect the telly and
get it fixed by the shop where he'd bought it.
We had a cup of tea, and a chat. It turned out that the grand daughter's
boyfriend was a real nice chap. He had a good job working as an electrician at
the hospital.

Bill
http://www.wrightsaerials.tv/index.html

Bill wrote:

On the back of the telly was a label that said
"xxxxxxx District Hospital
Electrical Safety Inspection
Passed 18/12/03"
I said that the best thing to do was ask the young man to collect the
telly and get it fixed by the shop where he'd bought it.
We had a cup of tea, and a chat. It turned out that the grand
daughter's boyfriend was a real nice chap. He had a good job working
as an electrician at the hospital.

You weren't tempted to call xxxxxxx District Hospital then?

"Bill" wrote
| I came across a nice old boy today. He's in his mid-nineties
| and still drives every day. ...
| It turned out that the grand daughter's boyfriend was a real
| nice chap. He had a good job working as an electrician at
| the hospital.

That'll come in handy if the old boy ever needs a stairlift.

Owain

Bill wrote:
"No he just carried it in."
On the back of the telly was a label that said
"xxxxxxx District Hospital
Electrical Safety Inspection
Passed 18/12/03"
I said that the best thing to do was ask the young man to collect the telly and
get it fixed by the shop where he'd bought it.
We had a cup of tea, and a chat. It turned out that the grand daughter's
boyfriend was a real nice chap. He had a good job working as an electrician at
the hospital.

Bill
http://www.wrightsaerials.tv/index.html

Hum! enough said. Sounds to me like you need to set your daughters on
him. That should sort him out.
Dave

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You weren't tempted to call xxxxxxx District Hospital then?

No comment

Bill
http://www.wrightsaerials.tv/index.html

That'll come in handy if the old boy ever needs a stairlift.

Don't be daft. He's in a council bungalow!

Bill
http://www.wrightsaerials.tv/index.html

Thatcher's Children....

Bill wrote:
You weren't tempted to call xxxxxxx District Hospital then?

No comment

:o)

On Sat, 06 Mar 2004 20:30:01 +0000, Ben wrote:
ArmandAlegge wrote:
Thatcher's Children....

What, you send them off with 200 quid to buy a telly and they end up
getting lost in the desert?

Unfortunatly, I got that. I must be old :)

--
Dave

thats discusting. sounded like a really nice old man, very trusting, and
gets for
want of a better word "conned", by his own future family.


"Bill" wrote in message
...
I came across a nice old boy today. He's in his mid-nineties and still
drives
every day. He said he'd never had an accident, and he'd been on the road
since
1928. I pulled his leg a bit and said "I bet you've had lots and forgotten
them!" and he just winked and said "Maybe you're right."
He had a very old Hitachi in the front room, in perfect working order,
but he
said he never went in there except when the family came round because it
made
him miss his wife, who died twenty years ago. He preferred to watch telly
in
the kitchen, and recently the telly in there had faded away. As it
happened his
grand daughter came round with her boyfriend to tell him that they were
going
to get married, and invite him to the wedding. The old boy mentioned that
he
needed a new telly and asked them if they would come with him to Comet to
get
one. This was arranged, but then the old boy got a bad cold and was stuck
in
the house for a week. He rung the grand daughter and asked her if she'd
come
round for the money and go and buy him a telly to save him going out. The
boyfriend called round and the old man gave him £200. The next day the
boyfriend came round with the new TV set. In the meantime the old boy had
decided to get the aerial fixed because his BBC1 picture was snowy (in
truth it
was almost non-existent and the others weren't much better but that's
beside
the point). Having sorted the aerial I tried to tune-in the new telly and
found
that it would only obey the remote for basic functions. Not knowing the
story I
suggested that he ask Eddie the TV man round the corner to take a look at
it,
because I assumed that the telly, although in an immaculate cabinet, was
about
five years old. Then it emerged that it was allegedly 'new'. "Have you got
the
receipt?"
"No he didn't give it to me."
"Have you got the instruction book."
"No, nothing like that."
"When he brought the telly was it in a box?"
"No he just carried it in."
On the back of the telly was a label that said
"xxxxxxx District Hospital
Electrical Safety Inspection
Passed 18/12/03"
I said that the best thing to do was ask the young man to collect the
telly and
get it fixed by the shop where he'd bought it.
We had a cup of tea, and a chat. It turned out that the grand daughter's
boyfriend was a real nice chap. He had a good job working as an
electrician at
the hospital.

Bill
http://www.wrightsaerials.tv/index.html