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After the story I retold of Dad and the compensation n piece of string here's anuva gem that had me pmsl

I went to visit Dad today my Dad has classic Autism like my son and lives his life by rules and regulations its imperitive he lives by a timetable ~I was due to arrive by 1pm but traffic was bad so I sent a text knowing full well theres no such thing as bad traffic in Dad's world if you say 1pm you MUST be there at 1pm on the dot ~ anyway I said I'd get there by 10 past ~ okay. well I finally got to Dad's house at 9 minutes past and waited the extra mintue knowing full well he would not open the door until 10 past on the dot. I waited till it was 10 past by my watch and knocked ~ big mistake it was 1:10:22 he showed me ~ oh my goodness am I in trouble ~ anyway I set about the task in hand putting a computer together for my step-Mum, Dad sat watching my everymove in case I erm moved anything in the room ~ at last the pc was rebuilt ........ and there was a lead left over! Dad very kindly {before I had time to discover where the lead was to go} took the lead away to find some random use for it ~ which he did ~ it fit nicely into his coin sorter and since the coin sorter had been a pressie from my daughter 4 years ago it was blantely obvious to all {erm NO!} that the lead fit into the coin sorter ~ my step-Mum and I decided to let him have it as we were both too dippy to know where it went anyway it kinda removed the problem n the pc works except for sound but it hasnt had any for months so no bother ~ once Dad had demonstrated it fitting the coin sorter three times he went and locked both items away in seperate cupboards and returned to his post on sentry duty. Then I said can I please have a chair one I had not seen before was quickley produced with a grin from Dad ~ I said nice chair and made the mistake of adding where did you get it from? ~ big mistake but it gives me a pearl to pass on. My step-Mum said Dad had been to see his specialist in the week and when Dad went in the surgury he'd been asked to take a chair ~ he chose the Doctors chair and promptly took it and put it in the boot of his car ~ the nurse and doctor were a bit perplexed and realised he had took them literally so fell about laffing and let him keep the chair. Anyway I just phoned my step-Mum as I suddenly realised the spare lead did not belong to the coin sorter as well suspected {not} it fits into the back of the speakers lol thats why no sound! She is at this very moment trying to persuade Dad to release the lead ~ she does have a secret weapon homemade bread pudding so here's hoping Dad is willing to trade!

What did the doctor sit on then? xx

No idea Step-Mum never said but he has a nice black chair now

never a dull moment with them....eh, ................ luv me boy's xxxx

Kaz isnt it great both Dad and Mark give us many reasons to smile!

Let's hope they don't send him the invoice for it then Mel.....those chairs cost a few bob lol xx

Well we can alwes av a whip round ~ he's worth every penny!

The next knock on the door might be the doctor - armed with bread pudding - come for his chair!

A word of warning ...... don't let your Dad ask him to take a seat as you might find the sofa disappearing into a van!!

Great story - one for the book!

Yes Tony the book grows by the day ~ I told my youngest I was gunna put my foot down about summat n my son came over to me got on the floor looked at both feet stood up looked me squarely in the eye and said but both your feet are already down! lol

very funny mel.but serious it must have been hard for you growing up with it, but its probally helped with your own family in ways.

You may have noticed I don't do net abbreviations (apart from the odd lol when something could be taken two ways), but I really am pmsl!!!

So am I.......that story is priceless !!!!!!!xx

Kay I've lived with it all my life its part of me ~ my grandmother, my Dad, my brother, all my nephews, my son ~ all classic autistics and my daughter has wats known as autistic tendencies and her GDD places her on the autistic spectrum ~ its not easy but you learn to adapt to everything like my son at the moment is 14 doing his GCSE's not that he wants to he feels like a 2 year old and likes nothing better than to get down on the carpet with Grandad and play potato heads and yet I've been told he's the only pupil who is on top of all his coursework and thats for 11 GCSE's ~ hes a baby trapped in a growing mans body but he wouldn't change a thing n neither would I ~ he's fiercely independent!

Thank you Tony n Muffy x

my uncle has asd........... he got put in a shopping trolley by both his grandsons and pushed down a hill.............. lmao xxx

Kaz they can be so funny I bet they all loved every minute of it even though it would have paniked everyone else but am laffin cos I know where he's at!

God Mel thats a real beating within one family to suffer.I dont really understand Autisim but it shows with your dad they can go one to have a normal life ie get married, children ,,even if somewhat regimented,,,,good for them.

The string and compensation thing is really funny I have told it before but will add it here also.

Dad is obsessed with TV particularly adverts and qvc {?} anyway he saw one bout this bloke tripping over a piece of string and being awarded £20 grand in compensation. MY Dad was determined to try it out for himself he became totally obsessed by this piece of string and the £20 grand compensation. He re-inacted the scenario several times but could not fall over the piece of string, but he was very patient ~ every time we visited he kept us informed of his progress ~ he never could fall over that piece of string, but we all got took up with it too and made extra visits "just in case" but it got that we had to leave the kids in the car in case they "upset" the string! He never did get it to work or £20 grand compensation ~ he still ponders on it betimes and sometimes A asks him how he's coming along with his "string project"!

Mel, you dippy? Nah..............lol

gr8 thread...

Smiles from me:)

You gotta laugh I guess xx