It's moments like these ...

[Allan at Wallan]

This should start off an avalanche of stories of life's
special moments.

When I was years younger I used to ride my bicycle to
work around the suburbs of Melbourne. This could sometimes
get a little boring and repetitious. I noticed that almost every
day another chap on a bike used to sneak up on me, and with
an air of arrogance, ride past with a wry grin on his face.

Being adventurous I then kept an eye out for him and decided
to "take him on". If I saw him stopped at traffic lights I would
time myself to race past him and get a few metres out in front.
We would then be like Olympians racing to the point where
we parted ways for the day. This went on for months without
either of us ever speaking.

One day, after ceasing work, I called in at the supermarket and
purchased a frozen chicken. I placed it inside my shirt and did
the buttons up. When riding home I suddenly saw this chap out
of the corner of my eye about to pass me. I rose off the seat
and pedalled like a madman trying to keep in front. At this stage
I was approaching a tram, parked at the tram terminus, and as
I was passing it, my shirt buttons gave way and the bloomin'
chook bounced out and slid under the tram.

I must have waited about 4-5 minutes for the tram to depart so
that I could get the chook back. In the meantime my cyclist
"mate" rode happily on with yet another wry smile on his face.

Some years later I met the cyclist at a party I was attending
and we reminisced about this incident. Plenty of laughs.

Allan

[fenderbelly]

Ok Allan you asked for it.

When i was a kid growing up in the UK we used to go birdnesting.
Me and a couple of mates were in the local woods and it was my turn to climb the tree.
There was 3 nests there full of eggs so about a total of 12 eggs.Now even in those days we never took all the eggs leaving a couple in each nest.

So i shouted down to my mates, too many eggs to carry down what do i do.

Just put them in your mouth they will be ok was the reply.

So six blackbird ( i think ) eggs went into my mouth and back down i went.

At the bottom my mate asked if the eggs were ok, i nodded and he promptly clapped his hands on my cheeks and broke them them all in my mouth.

Happy days.


Cheers Fred

[tea lady]

[Allan at Wallan]

Fred,

Nice story but should have been in the
"yokes" section

There must be many more funny incidents
... come on Forumites.

Allan

[artme]

Went where I wasn't supposed to one time _ down along the river at home. Time was getting on and i was due home. Unfortunately I slipped down the bank and the bottom of the legs on my shorts got wet.

Knew I would be is strife if I arrived home with wet shorts as it wouldn't take much nouse to know where I'd been. Lucky me! Norm, my apiarist mate, is burning some rubbish. Off come the shorts and they were placed on a suitalbe length stick to dry over the fire.

Bugger! The shorts have caught fire!!

Do I need to finish this tale or can your imaginations do that for you?

[Allan at Wallan]

Ohhh, I do like "shorts" stories, or
was that a "short" story. Good one Arthur

Allan

[Skew ChiDAMN!!]

No, no, I'm not playing. Already posted enough of my "special moments" that I run the risk of repeating myself.

Except for the ones that I've never told anybody and never will!

[Allan at Wallan]

C'mon Skew - there must be one you can tell
otherwise we might have to make one up about you.

Allan

[fenderbelly]

They're all so shy Allan, come on guy /gals we will only laugh once, and then maybe again if we foward it.


Cheers Fred

[Allan at Wallan]

Ok, here is another of my Minties' moments.

I was driving along a busy suburban street towing a
rather large trailer. My wife suddenly commanded, "Stop
here I want to pay a bill across the road.

I replied, "You will have to be quick getting out" as there
was a car about 400 metres behind me. She jumped out
and within a couple of seconds I took off.

After driving about 30 metres I looked in my rear vision mirror
to check the travel of the car behind me. All I could see,
and certainly hear, was my wife yelling out, "Allan, Allan".

She was sitting astride the front of the trailer and holding on
for dear life after taking a short cut between the car and trailer
to cross the road. I gently drove the car to a side street and
let her get off. Naturally I cannot repeat what I said to her.

I often wondered if the other motorist thought this was always
the way that I took my wife out shopping.

Allan

[fenderbelly]

love it

[tea lady]

Ok, here is another of my Minties' moments.

I was driving along a busy suburban street towing a
rather large trailer. My wife suddenly commanded, "Stop
here I want to pay a bill across the road.

I replied, "You will have to be quick getting out" as there
was a car about 400 metres behind me. She jumped out
and within a couple of seconds I took off.

After driving about 30 metres I looked in my rear vision mirror
to check the travel of the car behind me. All I could see,
and certainly hear, was my wife yelling out, "Allan, Allan".

She was sitting astride the front of the trailer and holding on
for dear life after taking a short cut between the car and trailer
to cross the road. I gently drove the car to a side street and
let her get off. Naturally I cannot repeat what I said to her.

I often wondered if the other motorist thought this was always
the way that I took my wife out shopping.

Allan

And what did she say to you?

[fenderbelly]

She probably said "does my bum look big on this"

or " my hairs a right bl@@dy mess now "

Cheers Fred

[RicB]

When I was about 12 ish, my brother and I and a couple of his mates decided it would be good fun to grab some grapes off the local farmer. We took a little bucket along and into the vines we went. We didn't see the farmer come up on us but when he let his shot gun off he certainly got our attention. He kept us bailed up in the corner of his paddock whilst his wife rang the Police. The Police arrived and bundled us into the Police panel van, a HG Holden, and took us to the nearest cop shop. I happened to be holding the bucket and I placed it on the counter, looked in at the two grapes in the bottom, looked up at the Police SGT and said "how many years do I get for two grapes Sarge?", yes I have always been a bit cocky. My feet didn't touch the ground, with one hand he picked me up by the scruff of the neck and hauled me into a cell where he yelled at me until I could cry no more. They then took us back into the Panel Van for the long drive home. Now I was really filling my pants, my Dad was pretty harsh and a disciplinarian. When we got home Dad took me in the back yard, I was waiting for it. He confided in me that when he was a boy in Engalnd they used to do it with Apples, the difference being he never got caught. I was so relieved. The Sarge did a good job though, I was on the straight and narrow for the rest of my life. Looking back I think that SGT had the two grapes though.....

[Lyle]

Many years ago I was new into archery and had just bought my new bow and arrows. I had been practicing and was a pretty good shot .
Anyway my dad had come to visit us for a while and I thought I'd impress him with my skills.

"Hey dad watch this I'll show how good this is...."

Then proceeded to put two arrows into the tyre of my trailer parked about 6 feet away from the target!

Suffice to say I have never been let to forget it either. I said to the missus that we need a new tyre on the trailer as that one had 'perished'. Well it wasn't a lie really, it had 'perished' from an arrow, not age and weather.