Povey Prattle

Five surgeons from big cities are discussing who are the best patients to operate on.   The first surgeon, from Toronto, says, "I like to see accountants on my operating table because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered."   The second, from Montreal, responds, "Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded."   The third surgeon, from Saskatchewan, says, "No, I really think librarians are the best! Everything inside them is in alphabetical order."   The fourth surgeon, from Vancouver chimes in: "You know, I like construction workers. Those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over.”   But the fifth surgeon, from Ottawa, observes: “You're all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains, and no spine... Plus, the head and the ass are interchangeable.”

via my friend Arthur L

https://www.faithandleadership.com/community-grows-its-way-out-poverty The story came via my Facebook friend Mark D

Beth and Jordan's visit  came to a sad close today (Wednesday 7th Oct.).               They will fly out of Orlando at 6:30 p.m., bound for London, Gatwick. They've had a splendid time, as have I. Here is an overview of their last four days. SUNDAY Jordan and Beth had hoped to have a night out on the town, but they were a wee bit concerned about getting to and from a Sarasota Club by Taxi or by Uber, John Mullen, in town from Colorado to visit his Mom  (my dear Betty Mullen)  came to the rescue. He is an accomplished musician in the Irish tradition.  He had a gig at an Irish Pub in Hyde Park, Tampa, and asked if the young people would care to join him.   They did, and had a wonderful evening.  They were in the care of a safe driver (thank you John M); they were driven across our beautiful  Sunshine Skyway Bridge; and they enjoyed the pub, the beer, the music, and the food at: http://www.tampa.fourgre...

Penne's old babies were getting a wee bit tired and torn. Aunt Beth and Uncle Jordan gave her a new one, as their farewell gift to Penne before they return to the U.K. later today. Old New

Povey Last Wednesday I was driving west on Fruitville Road, between Beneva and Tuttle.  I was in the middle lane, the traffic was heavy, but it was moving well. All  "out of the blue" the vehicles ahead of me ground to a halt.  I was within two yards of rear-ending the van in front of me.  I jammed on the brakes, and steered right, into the inside lane. A sharp eyed driver in that lane saw what I was doing,  so he too jammed on his brakes, and also steered right,  into the bike lane. No one was hurt; no one got angry; and what might have been multiple collisions were avoided. But when I got to St. Boniface Church some twenty minutes later my heart was still all-a-flutter at what might have been. Penne In the late afternoon on Friday (2nd Oct) my guests Beth and Jordan and I set out for a walk around the pond with Penne. Penne has often gotten excited at the sight and smell of a wee Maltese dog ("Walker"), but Walker's Mum (J) and I have stee...