2649. A wet summer|
© Bruce Goodman 27 February 2023
It had been a wet summer and Leslie decided it was time to go out and do battle with the overgrown lawn. His wife Rose was in the kitchen and since retirement the weather had kept them inside and they were tripping over each other’s feet.
Leslie had been mowing the grass for about three quarters of an hour when an ambulance pulled into the gate.
“You called for an ambulance?” the ambulance attendant asked.
“Not me,” said Leslie, “but with the length of grass I’ve been cutting I could just about do with an ambulance!”
The ambulance crew smiled, looked puzzled, and went on their way.
“Honey!” called Leslie from the front door. “Did you see that ambulance turn up for no rhyme or reason?”
There was no answer.
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