Visited by the Three " Not So Wise" Men !

First came Dopey, a diy enthusiast quoting me a price for a job. He proclaimed, not the holy birth, but that he was good with anything. I asked him to look at my new phone and see why there was no connection. He hadn't a clue but waved his arms about like a mad man at the dog.

Next came Randy, a fellow disabled scooter user I got talking to one day in the street. He has thought his luck was in ever since. I had some alcohol here which I didn't want so I phoned him to ask him to pick it up, not to stay. He stood on the doorstep leaning on his stick wobbling about (he is only in his 30's but, apart from always having alcohol on him when I see him, he has bone issues. (That's the whole point of this bit!)) He came in, asked for a can of beer, sat down and as we chatted he began making very suggestive comments, of which I was appalled really. I asked him to leave and then on a message told him that I couldn't be friends even with him anymore. So, not so wise there as I gave him some money too to help him out a bit.

Thirdly, just plain Stupid called , told me that he had recently been in Her Majesty's Pleasure building, talking to one of her elves and he would be going "away" to work at the "North Pole" for a few months. [tchenvy?]

No Gold, Myrrh and no Frankincense, in fact, no bloody sense at all! How did the baby Jesus get so lucky to find three wise men? Three! Not one, or two, but three! Maybe it's me, attracting the wrong type.(Plus not being the Son of God doesn't help). Onwards and upwards for 2017 and I might end up friends with someone who has more than one brain cell next year! [fingers crossed emoticon with a Christmas hat on!]