Posts Tagged ‘Elderly’

Granny Abuse

My friend had some ‘professional’ photos taken recently and she posted them on Facebook. There were 8 of them and as I flicked through I just could not stop laughing, each one more funny than the last (as below, the last that is). I say this out of love, not malice for my friend Winnie (just so you know). A disgruntled someone posted “I think they’re beautiful”, I said “don’t lie!”, she said “well, maybe I’m biased” – ah, submission – I threw in a few other insults and left it at that. A little while later, Winnie inboxed me to say, “why are you chatting with Dick’s mummy?”, her boyfriend’s mother, who happens to be 90-odd  – just goes to show that you don’t know who you’re talking to on Facebook – still had some fight in her, the old gal.

Can only imagine what ‘Brian’ was saying!!




There’s a very elderly Greek lady who has come to stay with her granddaughter and grandson-in-law, who have just moved in next door. She is staying for 2 months – that woman is absolutely incredible; while her family are out at work all day, she works tirelessly around their house, not just the domestic chores but she does the gardening, she does all manner of DIY, she has painted all the woodwork and fencing, really, she is remarkable. I noticed her up the ladder yesterday morning and I did think to myself that surely it’s not safe for an elderly woman to be up a wonky ladder, especially as there was no-one in at hers but it wasn’t really my business to tell her to get down and as she is so able I left her. However, shortly after 11.00 I heard crying from the garden and I ran out to see what was wrong – that poor old lady had trapped her fingers; the ladder had locked on them – I am not the best person in an emergency, so I screamed hysterically for Honey to come and rescue her – we both tried from the other side of the fence to get her fingers free but to no avail. Like a shot, Honey squirreled over the fence, got a hammer and managed to prise the ladder apart at the bottom – I went and phoned an ambulance, I said ‘her fingers are severed!!’, the woman said ‘what, they’ve actually come off!?’, I said ‘no, but there’s blood!!’. I then had to cancel the ambulance and tell them that her fingers were apparently unharmed – the ‘blood’ was red paint – the ambulance came anyway but she was okay and he left without getting her name and date of birth because she literally does not speak one word of English.



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