[guide.chat] In Reply To: The new kid on the block.
- From: "Elizabeth Kay" <ebeth.kay@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "John Keel" <j.keel1428@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>, <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 16 Oct 2012 16:54:06 +0100
Hi John, I am also interested in classical music although I have never learned
to play a musical instument. Did you play or teach? I used to attend Halle
concerts in the days when Barbirolli was conductor and have listened to
recorded music from the days of the old 78 rev per minute, turning records over
every four minutes. I still belong to a Recorded Music Society which I joined
in 1948 and which is still going strong but with fewer (and older) members.
Sadly I am no longer able to attend live concerts owing to sight. hearing and
mobility problems,but I have a good collection of cds.which I enjoy in the
comfort of my home. Liz
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From: John Keel - Email Address: j.keel1428@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 15/10/2012 16:39
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Subject: [guide.chat] The new kid on the block.
Hi everyone,
For some time I have been hearing about this group but only now have I had the
courage to join. I have been a Guide user for a little over a year now . I live
alone with my retired Guide Dog Winnie and am what I suppose you would call in
the autumn of my years. I worked as a semi-pro musician and piano tuner before
I retired, and my love of music ranges from Bach, Beethoven, Deleus, through
Gilbert and Sullivan and Count Basie and all the other big bands.
It would appear that many of you, like me, have a good sense of humour so
perhaps this might make you chuckle.
A group of primary school infants accompanied by two female teachers, went on a
field trip to Cheltenham races to see and learn about thoroughbred horses.
When it was time to take the children to the toilet, it was decided that the
girls would go with one teacher and the boys would go with the other. The
teacher assigned to the boys was waiting outside the men's toilet when one
little boy came out and told her that none of them could reach the urinal.
Having no choice, the teacher went inside, helped the boys with their
underpants, and began hoisting the children up, one by one, holding their
willies to direct the flow away from their clothes. As she lifted one, she
couldn't help but notice that he was unusually well endowed. Trying not to show
that she was staring, the teacher said, "You must be in year four." "No,
love," he replied. "I'm riding Silver Arrow in the two thirty."
Kind regards to all.
John Keel
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