Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holiday. Show all posts

Monday, 16 December 2024

Sore Heels and Perks

I was thinking it would be a good idea for all the colleagues of a work place to put all their money together so they can all go on holiday very cheaply. Perhaps they could buy a small airplane like the Airbus ACJ220; I think they cost about £80 million but if everyone in a large organisation is paying £25 per month towards their holiday they would pay it off after 5 years. They would cancel all the luxury fixtures in the plane like the bedrooms and lounges and fill the plane with 250 seats. The plane would fly 3 times a day to a resort somewhere in the Mediterranean. I think only a large institute would be able to pull it off, like all the schools in the country or 3 retail giants in tandem. All the staff would pay a fee of £25 per month, then every year they can go on holiday with their family to a resort full board and with all the trimmings. I'm sure no one will even try it with all the red tape and risk involved. Never mind. 
In recent weeks I strained my Fibula ligaments in my left leg. It has been a tough winter so far. The injury has largely healed except for a sore heel. I think the heel bones in your feet are the most load bearing bones in the body. My legs are the only free vehicle I have, they're not to be taken for granted. Thank God I can walk. 

Merry Christmas. 

Sunday, 23 June 2019

Life Lesson

When I was a young boy I learned a valuable lesson in life.

When I was a young boy, my parents took me on holiday to Devon. We stayed in a hotel called Fonthill in a town called Torquay. It was a beautiful hotel. The cleaning chemicals in the floor made the hotel smell very fresh. There was all the things you would expect from a hotel. The hotel is gone now but my memory of it lives on.

The hotel had a arcade table that took 10p coins. It was tucked away on the other side of the lounge around the bend next to a wall. By chance I had horded many 10p coins and was using them on this machine. I loved playing on the arcade machine. I can't remember what the game was called but it was a 2D side scrolling game, it was a lot like Duke Nukem. While I was playing the game and got very far in the game, an older bigger kid came over and covered the screen of the game with his hands. He forced me to lose the game and he laughed at me.  I was so angry and so afraid. I couldn't fight him because he much bigger than me, I was caught between anger and fear. A very unhappy place to be. This boy was very rude and disrespectful. He gave me many insults like stupid, gay, girly boy, retard.

Anyway

This went on for 3 days until finally the Hotel manager evicted the boy and his family from the hotel. I remember later that day the family came back to the hotel and said all the other hotels are full, please let us return here. The manager said no, the staff and many of the guests were complaining about your son's behaviour. I was there when the father turned to the boy and told him that he had ruined their holiday and they were going home. He pointed in the boy's face and said I something to him not sure what it is but I'm sure he got a reprimand and a swinging belt. 

You see, when people are nasty to other people,
they punish themselves. Eventually all the bad deeds they do in life will cause punishment to them. In the case of this true story, it was the boy's bad behaviour and disrespect towards me and others that led to his holiday being ruined.

Sunday, 1 April 2018

Sick on Holiday

It is Easter and the start of spring. This past week I have been on holiday from work but I was sick with the flu the whole time but I still managed to make a video on youtube and do a few things.

I celebrate this Day, the reserection of Jesus Christ. I hope that Jesus shows me Mercy for all my bad deeds. I hope he brings peace into my life.



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