
i know i'll never meet any of you and in a way that makes it easier for what i'm going to say for i dont have to worry about any one telling my family or friends
many years ago my daughter died because of a hospital blunder , i got very depreesed then to cut a long story short i bought up my other daughter till she was 5 , the mother took her to the usa i did'nt see her again for ten years no letters no nothing zilch , during this time my younger brother died in a house fire my mom died both my grandparents, my cousin sam who was also my soul mate was murdered then this year my uncle fred died he was like a father to me and i miss him dreadfully , my partner (sue yep cher your right ) has had 4 seriouse ops and is in constant pain any one who has had to give up work and nurse some one who is very ill will know where i'm coming from . thats pretty bad things cant keep going wrong right ?wrong after ten years of missing out on all of my daughters young life i get back in touch only to find out that at 15 years of age my little baby has been raped and left for dead by some a hole ' she has treid to end her life twice been in a mental hospital she harms herself and has been into every kind of drug abuse there is , when i first found out i'll be honest i cried none stop for a week but then through gritted teeth i fought back not for me you understand but for my partner my little girl my family and any one else , who has come to reley on old jimbo
i find bad thoughts are like weeds in a perfect lawn if you dont snuff them out the lawn like your life will soon be over run and ruined
so when things are bad and sad i laugh and i make sure every one else laughs, depresion has no easy victems on my watch
like today my cousin mark sams (my muredred cousins brother ) rang me his dad had just died this summer (my uncle fred) i can tell by his voice he is down he has no one else its up to jimbo we plan to go for lunch at a harvester ,mark picks me up one look at his face i know its bad so i ring sue she be there in 15 mins ,mark and i sit at our table he looks exactly like john candy (uncle buck ) he wieghs about 25 stone 350 pounds and in no time at all he is crying tears rolling down his big face , right on cue sue comes in
my plan springs into action in a packed resturant i pull out a homer simpson maskand put it on , mark stops crying and his face turns purple with laughter , sue just looks at me and half raises an eyebrow the other customers are roaring with laughter , job done , mark cheered up for the day , sue cheered up by mark being cheered up , customers have an amusing tale to tell there friends , there freinds cheered up
mind you one crabby crab cakes customer did say do you always have to act like an idiot ?
i just said what makes you think this an act and then even she had to smile :wah: :wah: