I SOMETIMES wonder if the obedient public are unpaid extras in the theatre of life.
I enjoy dual-nationality but for convenience always used my UK passport.
I was the only one who, in an idle moment, realised it was two years out of date.
On another occasion I used my old Irish passport details when booking flights.
When checking in I realised to my horror that my continuation passport was a completely new one.
It had a different number to the one used when confirming.
Worry not; I sailed through all controls. A year or so ago I tried to rent from a car hire company.
I got a ‘fail’ as my plastic was out of date.
The fact that my then driving licence was also out of date worried them not.
I BET the earth moved for him: 53-year-old Cesar Casado from Madrid survived a lightning bolt that zapped his scrotum before emerging through his foot.
Commenting afterwards he told of retaining consciousness but being unable to move his legs.
The emergency services, after sending a mobile intensive care to the unfortunate man’s aid, confirmed the latest of the strikes to affect Spain.
The man was admitted to La Paz Hospital where an EEC scan found the strike had not affected his heart or brain.
It would have affected mine.Moral of the story is; keep off wet grass in storms.
A WORKER claims he was sacked after denouncing several co-workers enjoying a puff at is workplace.
He says his father died in 2009 of a heart attack and is mum has cancer. He had no wish to inhale smoke at work.
Now, after 14 years in the job, he has been sacked for ‘economic reasons.’
Prior to his being fired he claimed his fellow workers were ganging up on him.
Recently I had reason to visit a Guardia Civil guardhouse, on my business not theirs. My artful companion carefully doused her cigarette before entering.
There was little need; you could hardly see the officers for smoke. Ahem!