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years ago when my dad was just starting out in the funeral directing
game he got a cll out on a sunday afternoon to one off the council estates in morpeth. he and his old boss got up to the estate but forgot the house number on the street so they drove down the street slowly to see if they could find the house. they came accross a house with all the curtains shut and decided that must be the place where the body was lying. the old boss knocked on the door but there was no answer, being the good old days the front door was open so they went inside. my dad went upstais and the boss looked downstais. my dad then called from upstairs to say he had found the old man that had died. the boss came upstairs amd pulled the sheet back fromm the bed so that they could move him, when they noticed that the old man lying in bed had a stiffie so my dad asked his boss what they should do.
his boss told him to give it a good slap and it would go down, so he did. the old man in bed sat up giving my dad and his boss the fright of theire lives.
guess what?
they were only in the wrong house, he had been out for the normal sunday pint , had his dinner and went to bed
this is meant to be a true tale but i would take it with a pinch of salt
[Edited on 14/9/2005 by marksworld]
game he got a cll out on a sunday afternoon to one off the council estates in morpeth. he and his old boss got up to the estate but forgot the house number on the street so they drove down the street slowly to see if they could find the house. they came accross a house with all the curtains shut and decided that must be the place where the body was lying. the old boss knocked on the door but there was no answer, being the good old days the front door was open so they went inside. my dad went upstais and the boss looked downstais. my dad then called from upstairs to say he had found the old man that had died. the boss came upstairs amd pulled the sheet back fromm the bed so that they could move him, when they noticed that the old man lying in bed had a stiffie so my dad asked his boss what they should do.
his boss told him to give it a good slap and it would go down, so he did. the old man in bed sat up giving my dad and his boss the fright of theire lives.
guess what?
they were only in the wrong house, he had been out for the normal sunday pint , had his dinner and went to bed
this is meant to be a true tale but i would take it with a pinch of salt
[Edited on 14/9/2005 by marksworld]
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