Wendy returns from her holidays. On her doormat she finds an envelope which looks like containing a sad message. Indeed, the message said that her grandfather had passed away at the age of 95. Not only was it sad, but it made her also upset because the funeral already had taken place during her holidays! She jumps into her car and drives to grandma to apologize for not being at the funeral and to ask how this could occur so suddenly, because granddad was still a very active man, doing his garden, sailing out to fish, going to the pub regularly etc. Grandma says: Oh darling, what can I say, it happened during, er…, well you know what I mean you are grown-up, so… Wendy replies: Oh no, what happened, then? Grandma: Well, of course we are not that young anymore and need some support when doing it, and preferably we do it on Sunday mornings because then we get support from the big church bell. Bing-bong, bing-bong, the rhythm was so nice and slow you know, and (and here she couldn’t stop her tears, and Wendy felt so sorry for her), wha-wha-your granddad would still be alive when that stupid ice cream seller didn’t pass outside in the street with his stupid little bell!!
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I better figure out when the ice cream truck comes around and plan accordingly.
OK, but you know how forgetful old people can be around that age, besides, it could also be a new intruder in their neighborhood. Thanks for your comment but I'll not let Wendy or granny know, it's too late! Thanks also for your comment on my national identity post. I removed it because it was written in a sudden mood, and afterwards I thought: what the hell makes one speech of a princess to our national identity, she has also freedom of speech. People talk too much, more has to be done!
o that has quite cheered me up for the day!
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