My Grandma was thinking about car leasing when she unknowingly left some hot chocolate sauce simmering away on the stove one hot summer day back in 1994.
As she picked carrots out of the ground in the yard, I was left inside on my seggy segway speeding around our small, laminated floored kitchen. Unaware of the dangers that the hot bubbling sauce may possess, I was travelling at the speed of light, just like Steve Irwin in one of his videos chasing a vicious rattlesnake.
I was having so much fun that I didn't even see the little roo that had found its way into the house. As I skidded to avoid the little fella, my elbow landed on the handle of the furious frizzling pan of hot sauce.
The hot liquid was falling onto my skin, I didn't have time to dive out of the way, irwin style! I sat with my face in my hands when my Granny returned from the yard.
my face was disgfigured, and all my dear all granny had to say was.. Sorry? The elast she could have donw is warned me about the stove and the danger it presented!
When I learnt that she had been day dreaming about car leasing and not looking after the sauce, I was pretty outraged. I gathered her things and slung her out onto the street then got on my silky segway and rode all the way to visit Karl my GP.
As I was looking like a firework had just gone off in my face, I decided against riding home on my seg. Instead I called a cab. When I got home, My Granny was actually lighting last years bonfire night showpiece rocket towards our letterbox. Unreal.
seeing as I had calmed down now, I asked her what she was playing at before. Apparently the idea about car leasing had distracted her, to the extent she had lost some more marbles in that brain of hers.
My first thought was CARE HOME. But i stopped and reconsidered. I will help her with her lease dream. I contacted a brilliant car leasing company who helped get the old girl back on track. Now me and my segway can live happily... Result!!
As she picked carrots out of the ground in the yard, I was left inside on my seggy segway speeding around our small, laminated floored kitchen. Unaware of the dangers that the hot bubbling sauce may possess, I was travelling at the speed of light, just like Steve Irwin in one of his videos chasing a vicious rattlesnake.
I was having so much fun that I didn't even see the little roo that had found its way into the house. As I skidded to avoid the little fella, my elbow landed on the handle of the furious frizzling pan of hot sauce.
The hot liquid was falling onto my skin, I didn't have time to dive out of the way, irwin style! I sat with my face in my hands when my Granny returned from the yard.
my face was disgfigured, and all my dear all granny had to say was.. Sorry? The elast she could have donw is warned me about the stove and the danger it presented!
When I learnt that she had been day dreaming about car leasing and not looking after the sauce, I was pretty outraged. I gathered her things and slung her out onto the street then got on my silky segway and rode all the way to visit Karl my GP.
As I was looking like a firework had just gone off in my face, I decided against riding home on my seg. Instead I called a cab. When I got home, My Granny was actually lighting last years bonfire night showpiece rocket towards our letterbox. Unreal.
seeing as I had calmed down now, I asked her what she was playing at before. Apparently the idea about car leasing had distracted her, to the extent she had lost some more marbles in that brain of hers.
My first thought was CARE HOME. But i stopped and reconsidered. I will help her with her lease dream. I contacted a brilliant car leasing company who helped get the old girl back on track. Now me and my segway can live happily... Result!!
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