My mother is driving me crazy at the moment (and I am saying this with all due respect and love) she is now eighty-one years of age and lives in a retirement village. Although she is moving on in years she is still a spry old dame. The only problem is the people around her are old and some are dying, and she wonders when her time will be. Now my Mother and her friends have formed a kitty and they take bets on who they think will be next. Wait let me start this story from the beginning.
A few weeks ago there was a hearse parked outside my mother’s place. Horrified my mother went to call her neighbours and the old ladies stood there speculating on who it was that had passed on. Giggling nervously they all stood there wondering who would be next. That is how this “betting game” began. They all decided to take bets on which old person they thought would be next. Crazy I know, but that’s my mother for you. Probably helps to pass the time. I just want to add that my mother is not senile, in fact all her marbles are intact and that is what makes me nervous.
The other day she decided to telephone a funeral undertaker and obtain a quotation for her own funeral. When the operator at the other end of the line asked her how many people she was expecting at the funeral she replied, “how should I know, I’ll be dead.” This statement caused the guy at the other end to burst into laughter making it even worse when he asked my mother if she was the ‘deceased’ to which she replied, “no young man, I am very much alive or I would not be speaking to you right now!” See what I mean?
Yesterday while my sister and I were visiting with her she gave me a photograph of herself saying, “this is the photograph I want on my funeral letter when I die.” My poor sister laughed nervously denying the fact that my mom would die anytime soon, causing my mom to stamp her feet (almost like a temper tantrum) and yell, “give it to your sister (that’s me) she will know what to do.” Needless to say the photo is now in my possession and I placed it out of sight because the mere though of my mother dying is unacceptable to me although I know that death is inevitable but I will cross that bridge when I get to it.
I love her so much and she is such great fun to be around even with all her eccentricities. I don’t know what I will do when she is gone one day.
In South Africa today security plays a vital part in any business or private home. This book and the volumes to follow, will guide you step by step through the essential precautionary measures to be taken in protecting your family and valuables. From employing security guards, evacuation of your site and security measures to burglar bars and alarms in your private home.
a Book compiled by me from experience gained after 10 years in the security industry as Industrial relations officer with Nosa qualifications, 1st Aid, fire protection and also S.O.B. grade A.
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