Sex On Wheels.

Hi,

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Yesterday we were forced to do some shopping…. or starve.

So we finally did some.

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While I was out there, doing the supermarket thing, I made a few interesting observations.

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First of all, have you realised how many of those white haired oldies are now sailing about on those motorised chair thingies.

Some of them have a basket on the front and everything.

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Well, I spoke to such a lady as we went through the shop doors and we were standing back waiting for her to make her very slow progress with her walking sticks.

She was trying to apologise for keeping us waiting so long.

Big H told her that he was happy to wait because it delayed the horror of shopping for a little bit longer….then he added the observation that if she kept us waiting long enough then he might die and therefore he would avoid it altogether.

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To be honest, she then looked at him a bit worriedly, as his sense of humour is a bit offside a lot of the time.

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If I had not been there I think that she might have hit him with her stick!.

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Anyway, she told me that she was widowed and lived on her own now, and did not like to trouble other people to do her shopping for her, so she really appreciated being able to get it done herself, although slowly.

She added that she also liked to do it because, apart from going to the supermarket in her motorised cart, she pretty much always stayed in the house on her own.

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Doesn’t that sound lonely.

When just going to the shops and getting into everybody’s way on the road, is some people’s whole social interaction.

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And what about sex?

I cannot see such ladies making their way out to town to buy themselves a Rabbit either, even if they have ever heard of them.

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It sounds so awful that time must truly drag sometimes.

Thank goodness for their memories of a younger, more mobile past.

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But I suddenly had an idea….again!

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Now that we apparently have so many of these insular and lonely old peolple sitting bored in their own dwellings. having conversations with television newsreaders, and waiting for bedtime to arrive….why don’t they get together.

They could have ‘Sex On Wheels’ parties.

Everyone using their little buggies to get to the chosen venues and meet the other members of the group.

Then they all throw their buggy keys into a dish, and ‘Bob’s your uncle’.

Rampant, if somewhat slow sex, and racy company all at the same time.

A social life with benefits.

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Why not!

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They could also go together for days out to the seaside etc. in long squadrons.

Just like an older version of the Hell’s Angels.

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Of course, they could always explore the joys of just collecting things!

J,x.

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