I guess getting old is better than the alternative. I am turning fifty soon and was not going to make much notice off it……But my friends wanted it different.
This Saturday my wife and I had been invited to my mother in law for dinner, at least that was what I thought. So my wife ordered me to get washed and dressed to look respectable quite early on Saturday afternoon.
After being tricked once, one should be wary. But I have heard that elderly people are easy to trick. That is my excuse for being tricked again…..Something similar also happened to me ten years ago.
To my big surprise a bunch of friends suddenly appeared in front of my house. It took me a while to understand that I was fooled…..And my mother in law was in on it….
No, this is not a boy band…..It is so sweet when old men sing to you…..
What a ride, a forty year old Scania bus with the destination in the route window: Ila sikring (a famous Norwegian prison).
Behind my back and my brothers, which was also tricked (Evil tongues say that my brother are only nine months and fifteen minutes older than me) an invitation with the headline: “34 years with old English shite” invited friends of us to take us brothers on a bus ride to Oslo including a show (Monty Python’s Spamalot) and some good food and a lot of drinks…..
My idea of a balanced diet is a beer in each hand. We were treated with Newcastle brown ale witch is not a random choice beverage….It is Ogris favorite drink. Ogri used to be a cartoon in Bike magazine. He had a bike called Armageddon, a 1000cc Norvin which he had built himself.
Coming back to the bus that was parked in an area in Oslo known for “working” girls, I got an offer I could resist. I was offered the use and pleasure of two girls for the price of one…….Well; I am a simple man from a small town so I soon found rescue in the bus……
We were delivered safe and sound back home at four o’clock in the morning……What can we say! A big thanks boys! From Dag and me.