A sense of humour is virtually essential for wading through life...but something I’d be laughing out loud over, or quietly sniggering to myself, might well leave you wondering what was funny about that for heaven’s sakes...
I rarely find actual jokes amusing...they are either infantile or too dirty to be funny...but situations and circumstances are altogether different. That is...until it comes to television ‘comedy’ which I loathe...there’s a horrible, obnoxious man called Brendan O’Carroll who has carefully developed a ‘stage’ Oirish accent which he uses to full effect in a so-called comedy ‘Mrs Browns Boys’...it’s shown in America and Gracie likes it...sorry Gracie.
There is a man who is one of Dublin’s much loved eccentrics...Pat Ingoldsby...he has C.O.P.D. as well...which is relevant because he often writes of the trials and tribulations connected with the endless round of visits to hospitals and so on...he walks around a section of Dublin handing out copies of his books to passers-by and having his photo taken with tourists. And he writes in a very amusing way indeed...never even a hint of self-pity...I was given one of his books and loaned it to someone I thought would enjoy it...not a bit of it. She handed it back, and with a delicate shudder, said she couldn’t possibly read about anyone suffering from such an illness who quite plainly didn’t take his situation seriously!
When I went to Dublin to meet with Cousin Des for the first time, I asked could we please go to where Pat Ingoldsby hangs out and he was rather scornful...said the man is a tourist trap. So we went to see how long the queue was for the Book of Kells instead...
I’ve frequently written blogs which even I thought to be mildly amusing, and have had an outpouring of sympathy and wishes for a better day tomorrow when I honestly thought it possible to see that it was intended to be light-hearted...
And what brought all this on you ask....Bernie did. He wrote a blog which had me in fits of giggles...I was trying to read bits out to Himself and had to compose myself first...and Bernie’s blog is about dying and having paramedics thrusting their tongues down your throat and crashing motor cycles...and ill-maintained aeroplanes...but you’ll have to read it for yourself.