Drink Driving
( published Monday, 26th November 2001 )
www.alexandrino.com

Hi All,

Driving in Luxembourg is cool, especially if you have been drinking. In order to avoid further deaths on the road due to alcohol, they are going to destroy the big trees along the roads, so our fellow drunkards don't hurt themselves by mistakenly...hips....hitting one.

And in Belgium, drunkards are taken seriously too. On my way back from "Luxusburg" yesterday, I saw a few times the sign "L'alcool tue au volant" ( Alcohol kills on the roads ). Following petrol station, "Menu Moules Frites - seulement BEF 330, 2eme verre de vin gratuit" ( Menu mussels with french fries - only Belgian Francs 330, 2nd glass wine free ).....yiiipppeeeeeeee, waiter, 2 menus please!!!

In France they take care of speeding on wet roads. How? Well speed limit on motorways is 130 kilometres/hour, 90 kilometres/hour when raining. Hmmmm, how do you know if you're driving in rainy or dry conditions? Simple, if you have to use your windscreenwipers, ...rainy conditions. Aaaaaah, now I understand why these French bananas were overtaking me under heavy rain without their wipers on.

Have a nice day

Alex

It was Grandma's 100th birthday celebration! The family wheeled Grandma out onto the lawn in her wheel chair where the activities for her birthday were taking place. Grandma couldn't speak very well but she could write notes when she needed to communicate. After a short time out on the lawn, Grandma started leaning off to the right and some family members straightened her up and placed a pillow on her right side. A short time later she started leaning off to her left and again the family straightened her up and placed a pillow on her left side. Soon she started leaning forward and the family members again traightened her up and tied a beautiful ribbon around her waist to hold her up. A nephew who arrived late came running up to Grandma and said... "Hi Grandma your looking good, how are they treating you"? Grandma took out her little notepad and slowly wrote a note to the nephew... "They won't let me fart".