canny granny

Have you ever sat fuming in a bus stop? I have. I check my watch. I read the timetable on the wall. I check my watch again. I get up to look down the road with the concentration usually practiced by a sailor in a crows nest looking for sight of land.

But residents of a nursing home in Dusseldorf have a bus stop from Hell. Not one single bus stops there! It’s a farce, a trick to get the poor old codgers plonked down in the seat awaiting a non-existent bus.

Apparently they’re happy, after waiting some time, to be coaxed back inside for a nice cup of tea. It would take more than a cup of tea to calm me down.

Staff say that the elderly Errants wait for a trip home at the bus stop, only to forget why they were there in the first place. Poor old buggers, as if life isn’t hard enough without waiting interminably for a bus.
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When I originally saw this photo I assumed a lady of roughly my vintage was experiencing a common-or-garden hot flush, a power surge, as I like to call it.

But no, she was a one of a gang of protesting pensioners who marched on the buildings of Parliament just over a week ago. Determined to be heard - or at the very least seen.

Many of them threw caution, and their cardigans, to the winds.

These scantily-clad seniors braved the autumn weather to protest against the federal budget, which offers them little despite a 21.7 billion dollar (20 billion US) surplus.

A huge Chinese Developer has finally won and defeated little home owner, pensioner Wu Pin.

For more than 3 years this home has been stuck in the middle of a construction site in a pit in Chongqing city.

The developers want to turn the area into a $40m ‘Broadway’ square, including apartments and a shopping mall, and there’s no room for an ordinary house in there. They sued Mrs. Wu and pleaded for the court to issue an order to bulldoze the house. Finally the judge at Chongqing Jiulongpo district court decided that Mrs Wu must leave her villa, and it’s now been demolished. I would have put up a longer fight but who can ever win against those bloody developers?

Such a neat little cottage too, a bit like mine really, but with a better view. Mind you, it’s a lot easier for me to get to my local shop for a bottle of milk.

I see that Rosemarie Hamilton-Meikle, a normally placid pensioner of 80 good years, attacked 3 wild boars in Dartmoor, sending fear into the hearts of the savage beasts. The brutes had the ill-luck to come across her dachsund as he scuttered around under a bush.

” I heard a terrible screaming noise and I thought my Bosun had got into a fight with some other dog”, says Rosemarie, “then I saw my little dog lying down on the ground with three wild boar in front of him. I thought he was dead.”

Justifiably angry, she launched an attack with the dog-lead, frightening off two of them, but a large male boar stood his ground. Undeterred, the fighting pensioner swung the dog-lead again. “The dog-lead has a heavy metal clip so I swung it and caught him on the nose. Then I picked up Bosun and walked away. Fortunately the boar did not follow.”.

Too bloody right! Fortunate indeed the boar didn’t follow. Those things can weigh 440 lb : 200 kg, and can grow to 6 feet : 1.8 m long.

It almost puts Rosemarie into the Darwin AwardsThe dachshound was unhurt.