Joe

I am in Rye in East Sussex

The sun is high and the air is warm

What a beautiful town it is

But within an hour of arriving here

I heard something so ridiculous

That it made me smile

There was a rather large woman at the next table

Who announced that she was disabled

And that Rye was not disabled friendly

A chap who was sitting nearby

Noted that neither was Mount Everest and that she should get a life

The woman stormed out if you can call it that

I was taught when eye was very young

That the world does not owe ewe a living

Just get on with it and do your best

Be kind and always cheerful

(take note of that Joe)

People are basically good

But to whinge is to irritate

Just like that silly woman on the train a couple of weeks ago

I know the railways fucked up

But in a way she damaged the message

With her actions

As she whinged whinged and whinged again

As you know after that childhood accident

I am deaf in my right ear

It is irritating but that is all

Do I whinge about it

No because I consider myself whole

And the hearing in my left ear is super wonderful

I am just an ordinary girl who does ordinary things

I might ask you to repeat yourself

That is all

I do not wear a badge

That is a pointless occupation

This is what is wrong with this wretched country

We all join jolly little groups

Which only ring fence our hang ups

The whole idea is counterproductive

If I had a little more money

I would live in Rye

As I love its cobbled streets and impossible hills

And I know that if I was run over because of my right ear

Then it will be by a car or a van and not a mobility scooter

Which is a relief

Extra

Would you thank Josie for her book on sign language

She is as bad as you

But has yet to better your lip reading joke about nudist beaches

Did you steal Sky Daddy’s joke book when you were last in Heaven

Anita x