story may be rubbish but your cursor clicked on it pretty sharpish
it's quite a good one nevertheless – you see I have just come
back from the tip and disposed of a couple of bags of garden waste.
Very few people there today, possibly because of the appalling weather.
The garden refuse skips are in a far corner and when I got out of
the car I noticed one of the attendants adding some flowers to what
appeared to be a shrine in the corner, all artificial stuff but
very colourful, you couldn’t help but smile.
nice,” I say to the attendant.
He gives me a broad grin
and walks over “You gotta do something to brighten the place
up,” he says “people ask me what it’s for and
if it’s a man I tell him that someone put something in the
wrong skip and that marks where we buried him. Can’t say that
to the ladies though so I tell them that I had a budgie for a long
time, great companion he was, then he died and I buried him there
so I could still be with him all day. Most of the ladies laugh or
gently beat me over the head but others believe me and then tell
me all about their long lost animal friends, I feel a bit guilty
then but you have to have a laugh at life don’t you?”
I laughed and I was still
laughing on the way back home.
So there you are absolute
rubbish but totally true.