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Onthedrops

Veteran
Location
Yorksha
.......... you cried?

Been married for 30 years now and Mrs OTD said she’s never seen me cry, stating the closest I came was a serious welling when our son was born 24 years ago.
Suppose I’m of the generation that thought it not manly to show emotions easily. That and the old British stiff upper lip.
 

Welsh wheels

Lycra king
Location
South Wales
Fairly recently. I don't usually cry for myself, but I can well up for other people.
 

Vantage

Carbon fibre... LMAO!!!
Today. Quietly.
It's bad enough having a stroke at 41 and not being able to stand up getting dressed without falling over, having my glucose and blood pressures bouncing all over the place, missing my girls and the mutt and being stuck in hospital. I could even forgive the staff missing me on the breakfast run yesterday.
But I was moved onto the stroke ward today just as the tea lady was doing the rounds. No tea for me. When I got to the stroke ward I discovered that their tea lady had just finished her round.
A nurse took pity on me and offered to make me one.
Half an hour had passed. I lay back devastated that I'd been forgotten about and a tear welled up.
Over a brew. :blush:

Mum visited and walked me over to the cafe later :smile:
 
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Slick

Guru
One time only since a child was when my dear old mum passed away, Mrs Slick never saw that though, I guess I was brought up by the generation who never cried.
 
I went on holiday to japan and almost shed a tear of sheer enjoyment at being in Tokyo

Without a shadow of a doubt the best place I have visited and this was our second visit and standing on the station platform waiting for the train to Tokyo station was just so overwhelming

Me and the wife just love trains so to be there riding the Shinkansen and the Yamamote line was exhilarating

Prior to that I think I shed a tear at my mums funeral in March

But I don’t do emotion really
 

Vapin' Joe

Formerly known as Smokin Joe
Today. Quietly.
It's bad enough having a stroke at 41 and not being able to stand up getting dressed although falling over, having my glucose and blood pressures bouncing all over the place, missing my girls and the mutt and being stuck in hospital. I could even forgive the staff missing me on the breakfast run yesterday.
But I was moved onto the stroke ward today just as the tea lady was doing the rounds. No tea for me. When I got to the stroke ward I discovered that their tea lady had just finished her round.
A nurse took pity on me and offered to make me one.
Half an hour had passed. I lay back devastated that I'd been forgotten about and a tear welled up.
Over a brew. :blush:

Mum visited and walked me over to the cafe later :smile:
Very sad story, Vantage.

Here's hoping that things soon begin to look up for you again.
 
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