Here's just a wee bit of nonsense about nobody. A poem which I am sure you've all heard many times.
The other night upon the stair I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today; oh how I wish he'd go away.
When I came home last night at three the man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall I couldn't see him there at all
Go away! Oh go away and don't come back any more
Go away! Oh go away and please don't slam the door (slam!)
The other night upon the stair I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today; oh how I wish he'd go away.
It's always good to have a bit of nonsense in our lives; something to laugh about. Life then is never dull or full of nothingness. To have nothing in our lives would be dreadful.
Speaking of which this story comes to mind. There is a chap that my other half worked with many years ago at the State Housing Commission. Gerard calls in to see us every Christmas and presents us with a bottle of wine. This week he popped in for a cuppa (he is now with the Mines Dept and was out on work business near us so this was his tea break) and kindly left us a box of Roses chocolates for Easter. MOH tells how Gerard would suddenly jump onto his desk in the office, raise his arms and ask "WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?" He's like that is Gerard.....an avid reader and a very deep thinker who I feel sees many of us going about our daily lives without ever questioning why we do it. When I visualise him doing that it really does make me laugh. Just a bit more delightful nonsense from a dear friend of ours but when you really think about it, it's a very valid question.
