‘And Another Thing...’ Someone’s Halo is Slipping by

Vince Nolan

Those of you old enough to remember The Saint (aka Simon Templar, aka Roger Moore) might like the common theme in these pictures. One is a Saint and the other isn’t. In related matters, many of you will be familiar with the old song: “Stranglers in the Night” by Bert Kaempfert, made famous by Frank Sinatra. By a strange coincidence Frank used to sing an advert for Halo Shampoo in the early 1950’s but I digress (look it up if you don’t believe me and no, I am not that old). I was thinking more along the lines of rejuvenating the song for a new retail opportunity for a well-known supermarket:

“Stranglers in the night, exchanging glances…………….Lidl did we know, love was just a glance away a warm embracing chance to pay, less!”

Staying with supermarkets and a well-known chain ending in “O,” it was Easter and I thought I would treat She Who Must Be Obeyed to some strawberries. I know, there is no end to my generosity. On arrival at Nolan Towers, I made a closer inspection of the merchandise and it transpired that the punnet only contained 8 of the little red blighters. That worked out at 34 pence per strawberry. They were called Fandango and came from Spain. I can only think that they must have been flown here by private jet. What a rip-off unless of course you know better?

Staying with Spain, our new rescue dog only understands Spanish. He’s Espanol (see what I did there?)

So the Easter break is now a dim and distant memory. However, the Current Mrs Nolan and I managed to walk 40km in 4 days at various places across South Wales. These included canals and beaches. We saw two pet cats on leads being cycled around by their owners and a dead badger. We told Son and heir, Tom. He had a walk to see wild White Tailed Deer on a beach in New York. Where did it all go wrong for him?

Old age does not come on its own. I have just spent the last five minutes trying to delete a full stop on my computer screen only to find it was a speck of dust. Sad. Only bettered by being in a restaurant toilet the other weekend waiting for the hand dryer to turn itself on when I eventually twigged that it dispensed paper towels! It seems to me that the older I get, the earlier it gets late.