Reports of My Death

 Reports of my death are grossly exaggerated.

Just read this and it sort of prompted me to write.  Reports of our demise

My wife returned to line dancing after a break of many months, and was offered sympathy at her loss “loss what loss?” it seems that reports have emanated from the local pub that I had passed away, where these rumours came from I have no Idea. I dismissed them as mistaken identity.

Until, this week I received a letter from my Building Society addressed to The Executor of my estate. Things were now getting serious. Of course my first call was to the insurers “If I am dead, can I have my life insurance money?”

It appears I am not “that” dead.  The head office had got mixed up about five years ago when my mother died, but how this tied in to local rumours I have no idea.

Two unrelated (it seems) events came together in one week in a way that scared the hell out of me, still having re-risen for easter I am now a bit of a celebrity and will be dancing the tango of the undead tonight in Shrewsbury with anyone who’s nerve will hold.

Healing sessions and worship are to be arranged soon.

BTW. I have just seen the date, this is all true, it is not an April fools joke.

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4 responses to “Reports of My Death

  1. tangobob

    Ah they say you are a long time dead, for me it was just a matter of days

  2. I hate it when that happens!
    Nice Blog.

  3. tangobob

    Early retirement? A bit late when I am already dead, they won’t even let me rest in peace.

  4. jantango

    Bob,

    It’s too bad you couldn’t have collected on the life insurance policy and taken an early retirement.

    Funny as always!

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