After his very positive and so far successful knee replacement operation. John W joined the rest of the "gang" for an "End of Year" luncheon at Wetherspoons.
Lunch over he was on the pavement outside waiting for Martin G who had gone to fetch the car to run him home. As he waited, leaning on his crutches, a young lady walked past. She was rather unusually dressed and looked very much as if she was sleeping rough. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her hesitate and then turn back in his direction. "Oh aye" he thought, " she's on the scrounge for - "Any spare change mister ? "
But no. She stopped in front of him and asked. "Can I help you across the road or anything ?"
"Judge not that Ye be judged."
"You can't judge a book by it's cover."
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