Little old ladies

This letter was sent to the Kirkcaldy High School Principal’s office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for seniors. An elderly lady received a new radio at the lunch as a door raffle prize and was writing to say thank you.


Dear Kirkcaldy High School,

God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent Senior Citizens luncheon. I am 87 years old and live at  the Raith home for the Aged. All of my family has passed  away so I am all alone. I want to thank you for the kindness you have shown to a forgotten old lady.

My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio; but, she would never let me listen to it. She said it belonged to her long dead husband, and understandably, wanted to keep it safe.

The other day her radio fell off the nightstand and broke into a dozen pieces. It was awful and she was in tears.

She asked if she could listen to mine, and I was overjoyed that I could tell her to fuck off.

Thank you for that wonderful opportunity.

God bless you all.

Sincerely,

Isa.

Doesn’t that just give you a warm feeling inside?…

(Hat tip to my friend Sue in Devon)

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4 responses to “Little old ladies

  1. Laughed Out Loud, now fuck off too.You have no idea how much I hated my live-in Great Grandma, I didn't even go to her funeral, the rancid old cow.

  2. Captain Haddock

    Was this written by the mother or grandmother of a certain Gordon Brown, I wonder ?

  3. I did a double-take. I was sure that was a prophetic picture of Jimmy Saville bidding a farewell to his followers.

  4. Not all old ladies would behave like that. Sadly the opportunity doesn't always arise. 🙂

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