A CHUCKLE A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY!

After all the serious stuff we are always dealing with, I would like to suggest this new thread. As is well known, God has a good sense of humour. To help us all exercise this faculty, so that it may grow ever stronger in us, too, how about sharing some of the anecdotes and stories that provoked a good laugh or maybe just a chuckle? Even only one of those per day is sure to keep the doctor away. That is my motto and to get the ball rolling, here is my first contribution:

WE ARE SURVIVORS...
Dedicated to those who were born before 1940

We were born before TV, penicillin, polio shots, frozen food, Zerox, plastic, contact lenses, videos, Frisbees, and the pill. We were there before radar, credit cards, split atoms, laser beams, and ball point pens; dishwashers, tumble driers, electric blankets, air conditioners, drip dry clothes, and – just think – before a man walked on the Moon.

We got married first and then lived together! How quaint can you get? We thought fast food was what you ate in Lent; a Big Mac was an over-sized raincoat, and crumpet we had for tea. We existed before house husbands, computer dating, and dual careers; a meaningful relationship meant getting along with cousins; sheltered accommodation was where you waited for a bus. We were there before day care centres, group homes and disposable nappies. We had never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, yoghurt, and young men wearing earrings. For us time-sharing meant togetherness; a chip was a piece of wood or fried potato; to us hardware was nuts and bolts, and software was a word that had not been invented.

Before 1940, Made in Japan meant junk; making out referred to how you did in your exams; stud was something that fastened a collar to a shirt; going all the way meant staying on a double-decker bus to the depot; pizzas, McDonalds, and instant coffee were unheard of; cigarette smoking was fashionable; grass was mown; coke was kept in the coal-house; a joint was a piece of meat you had on Sundays; pot was something you cooked in; crack was a small opening or, if you were Irish and having fun, it was spelt craic; rock music was a grandmother’s lullaby; a snort was something a horse did, and L S D meant Pounds, Shillings, and Pence.

Considering how the world has changed and the adjustments we have had to make, those of us born before 1940 must be a hardy bunch! No wonder we are so confused and that there is a generation gap between us and the youngsters of today. But, with the Grace of God, we have survived!

Alleluia!!!