So we're back to bath chairs on hyperdrive huh?   Lots of hugs

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And give us a yell if you need anything......

A man is lying on his death bed, just whiling away the moments till he dies. Suddenly he can smell fresh cookie dough baking. It smells just like his favourites - double choc chip. "How thoughtful" thinks the man, "My wife is trying to ease my way by baking me my favourite cookies, what a wonderful woman".

And with that, he decides that he'll make one last effort to go and eat some cookies and tell his wife how much he loves her and to thank her for all the wonderful things she's done in their lives together.

He manages to totter a few steps to the bedroom door, but it's too much and sinks to the floor. "No matter" he thinks, "I will get there however I can, it will be worth it". So he grits his teeth and starts to crawl..........

Than man is now dragging himself across the floor, as his legs have completely given out, but the smell of those wonderous cookies drives him on. They have become his last challenge and he now refuses to give up. He makes it into the kitchen and spots the cookies sitting on a cooling rack, just at the edge of the table.

With one last super human effort he reaches up for his prize............

"Don't touch them!" says his wife "They're for the funeral!"


TTFN Lady P.