Benny Wilson

[Michael Alexander]

Nope, but talking of gout, I had enough suffering this week and went to the hospital at 19h00 tonight, got a moerofa lekker injection and know I think I'm on a buzz..... I need to start a petition to get Michele to allow me to have a few dops this weekend,   :-\

[Julie Vice (Willson)]

Well Julie, Jackie and I will sign the petition for you, don't want you getting all cranky and use all the hospitals meds up.

Say: NO TO DRUGS AND YES TO DOP!!!" haha

:o

[Michael Alexander]

Don't tell me! Tell me missus!   :o

[Julie Vice (Willson)]

Hey missus, let Mike drink, he likes it!

;D

[Delia]

Julie - i remember mine & greg's trifle making days (or should I say nights) - more sherry went down our throats than in the trifle.  I seem to remember you giving up on us and just going off to bed leaving us to concoct our potent pudding.  I also remember how he used to love doing the Fair Lady crossword puzzles with me  :D  There we'd be sitting at the kitchen table desperately trying to finish the crosswords while very pissed. 

I remember the time Greg, Alan Taylor and myself came down to Cape Town in your little gold Mini - how the 3 of us fitted in there luggage and all, I'll never know.  None of us are exactly short, small people.  One night in CT the 3 of us went out and when we stopped outside the place in main road Sea Point, Alan had the ghetto blaster in one hand and something else in the other hand with the intention of putting it all in the boot.  As he was standing there hands full, Greg came up behind him and pressed the play button - all you heard was Chris Rea at full ball echoing down the main road of Sea Point - Alan got such a fright he just stood there for a few seconds before realising what was going on.  Greg and I were practically rolling down the road with laughter  :D

[Michele Alexander (Voden)]

Okay, time for Mike's missus to explain about the Alexander men and alcohol - bear with me!

Wed morning, Mike is still at home with gout, I am trying to print out payslips for Spar's payroll but my printer keeps jamming, whilst I am busy moving printers around Mike's dad Jock phones to see if I can take him to the hospital because he is not feeling well. Mike can't drive, Jock thinks Paul is still off sick and Stephen is out on the mine. Whilst Jock gets ready to go to the hospital - which takes an hour - I manage to finish salaries. Go and fetch Jock and head off to the hospital. Turns out Jock had fallen over the cat after a couple of whiskeys, hurt himself and was feeling dizzy.

4 hours later Jock has eventually see the doctor, had to wait to have an x-ray taken, wait to see the doctor again, wait to get his medication and wait to get an injection. Unlike Noel and David - who seemed to enjoy hanging out at the hospital talking shit (what is it with the Gotsch's and hospitals?) I still had to run around picking our eldest up from school, taking her home and back to daycare then an hour later pick up our youngest from daycare, drop her at dancing, rush to Spar and try and catch up on some work, back to dancing to take the youngest back to daycare, and drop Jock back at home again.

In between all this Mike is wondering why I don't reply to his email - he takes the phone off the hook and switches his cellphone off so I can't phone him!

Back at Spar I do Jock's shopping for him then go and fetch the girls from daycare. On my way out of Spar I meet Wayne Handley, an old O'munder now resident in Rosh Pinah who comes and stays with us now and again - I think to myself I'm going to have to wash the bedding quickly if he is staying over because Cameron slept in the spare room last night - luckily he is only passing through. It is Stephen's daughters birthday so have to drop her birthday present off, the petrol light has come on so have to go and put petrol in, drop Jock's shopping off for him and eventually head home. Mike offers to do homework with our eldest but turns out he has no idea how to do maths anymore and can't pronounce her afrikaans words for her spelling test!

All in a day's work you might say but I think I'm the one who should be drinking and watching the rugby this week-end whilst Mike sorts everything else out!

And the answer is no Mike, you cannot get an Alsation puppy!

Am I getting any sympathy here?

[Claire Mc Cullagh]

HEER HEER - you tell him Michelle.
Another mouth to feed and another to wipe.

BITE ME - would have been my reply to that one.

[Michael Alexander]

I really wanted to reply to this post, but if I want to get gout again, I better just shut up!

:(

[Yvette Kroukamp (Biccard)]

Yes Michelle, you have all my sympathy. I'm sure tons of us can relate. Time to run away from home.  You should try it! good for the soul! Sorry Mike, I can be a bad influence!

Yvette

[Julie Vice (Willson)]

Michele you have my sympathy, I withdraw my name from the pertition and I'm sending a few "slaps" via Paula to the Alexander men.  ;)
Julie

[Julie Vice (Willson)]

Not a lot has changed Dee. Greg still experiments in the kitchen with 27 rums under his belt..... a while ago he was into cafe latte, my kitchen was often re painted with fresh cream and you're right, a bottle of sherry didn't stand a chance with you and Greg.  Some in the trifle, straight into the jugular vein and than Greg would try and flambé the fruit and nearly burnt the house to the ground :D

Talking about Alan Taylor, I remember all four of us going out, getting wreaked and bringing Alan back to O'mund.  He couldn't get back to CT and missed one or two exams that week. We dumped him off with Ivan Booker, who was none too pleased.  Looking back now I wouldn't change a thing about my time in O'mund, the good the bad or the ugly

Catch you later, love too you're mom and the rest of the family
Julie

[Delia]

Julie - I'd forgotten about that time we brought Alan back to o'mund after our night out but as i read about it, it came back to me. Yah, Ivan wasn't amused at all to be left with sorting out the problem of getting Alan back to CT.  ;D Did you see in an earlier posting to you - i've made contact with Ivy - great to catch up with him.  He's promised to pop in when next in Cape Town (Jan/Feb) for a reminiscing session.  Alan's living in Jo'burg, all his business is up that way; Dennis Barry's retired to Mossel Bay!!! Say no more.........

I seem to recall us going thru a stage of always getting the dice out every time we came home from sportsmans, playing 21's, etc into the wee hours of the morning.  I have a blurry picture in my head of us sitting at the kitchen table throwing the dice with the wine bottles not too far away? Didn't we then progress to the lounge for more comfort and variations of the game  ;).........all these hazy memories, lost in time........and space........

Why's Greg so quiet on the forum?

[Michael Alexander]

Paula, spoke to Eddie, they will only know next week about the contract, he does'nt seem to remember you, although it is Friday for him.....  hehehehhe!   :D

[Julie Vice (Willson)]

Hi Michele/Mike

You have my sympathy but I can't withdraw my signature yet from the pertition, I still need Mike to give me the info on our contract when he gets it, after that it will be a different story ok..hahahaha...your home stories sound a lot like mine and  I've got all men in my house, need I say more!

Jock should get rid of the cat, it seems to be a hazard to his health...hahaha

Mike thanks for the info and keep me updated if and when you hear anything, won't it be a laugh if you get all settled for the games on TV the weekend (gout and all) and the power goes out...hahaha

later dude
Paula
:o

[Michael Alexander]

Hi Paula - I couldn't be bothered to log out of Mike's name and log in on my name - so this is Michele typing this post!

This is the 2nd time that Jock has tripped over the cat - the 1st was on Christmas Eve 2005, he'd spent a pleasant evening at our place, gone home and had a couple of whiskies only to phone us in the early hours of the morning to ask Mike to take him to the hospital as he'd tripped over the cat and fallen through his glass door!

Be good and try not to slap anyone tonight! Hope you'll be shouting for Tonga, ha!