My grandpa was awarded an MBE. I think he came under the "Business men who have made it on the backs of their workers" label quite nicely. Still he got a shiny medal and got to meet the queen.
My grandma earned a long service medal for her volunteer work at the local hospital. We were all very proud of her for that. She considered the work the reward though.
I was also awarded the World's Greated Uncle mug a few years ago. They tried to pass it off as a birthday surprise and played down the international significance of the event but that's probably due to austerity measures these days.
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
Philippa, Chest, you mean that is where I should wear them? "Oh dear" no wonder I got funny looks when I held a parade and no wonder some of the ladies eye's widened when they saw where they were hung. At least, or so my Grandson tells me when looking at them, they are Silver and Have my name rank and number on them, the only ones that count he says. He can have them when I go toes up. Just read the local list in the Evening Paper, the usual gaggle of self congratulatory nobody's and two people who have actually earned them for doing what the usual mob would never sully their hands on. Feel better now I have got that off my, (leave it too your imaginations) answers on a postage stamp by next year, not much time then. Frank.
The two cave divers who went in to find what they expected to be bodies of boys in Thailand. got the George Medal. Some of the rest of the volunteer team that got them all out also got MBE's. A Thai Navy Seal died. They did all this as volunteers.
Meanwhile Richard Alston(who?) already a CBE is knighted for his services to Dance and Choreography, his job for which he was presumably well paid.
I had a very Christmas moment today. The inlaws came to exchange presents, I handed my FIL a bottle of whisky in the bottle bag they gave me last xmas, he handed me an almost identical bottle of whisky in the bottle bag we gave them last xmas. It's like some sort of odd ritual these days. Both bags will no doubt already be in safe storage ready for exchange again next year. We also gave them a gift that took some thought, effort and creativity to be fair.
If you can keep your head, while those around you are losing theirs, you may not have grasped the seriousness of the situation.
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At least, or so my Grandson tells me when looking at them, they are Silver and Have my name rank and number on them, the only ones that count he says. He can have them when I go toes up.
Just read the local list in the Evening Paper, the usual gaggle of self congratulatory nobody's and two people who have actually earned them for doing what the usual mob would never sully their hands on.
Feel better now I have got that off my, (leave it too your imaginations) answers on a postage stamp by next year, not much time then.
Frank.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.