The Confession

Kinoulton · Post by **Kinoulton** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 1:53 pm

I should dedicate this to Cornish Tiger.

Old gits who used to listen to Simon Mayo on Radio 1 might remember this true story from when it was first broadcast.

It came from a man who'd been asked to look after next door's things whilst they went on holiday. Pets and plants and that sort of thing. On day one, all was going well until it came to the rabbit cage. To his horror, the man found the cage door open and no rabbit inside.

He frantically started searching the quite large garden in a desperate attempt to find the missing bunny. Then he saw something he didn't like the look of. His own pet dog was playing with something at the bottom of the garden.

He ran to his dog and his worst fears were realised. His own dog had gotten hold of the rabbit and was dragging it around the ground. It looked very dead.

He got the rabbit off the dog and wondered what to do. Then he realised that apart from the fact that the rabbit was grubby, it didn't have a mark on it. In other words, no one would know that it had been killed by his dog.

So very carefully he took the dead bunny to the tap, cleaned it up properly, popped it back in the cage and closed the door securely. His plan was that when the neighbours came home in a week's time, he would pretend that the rabbit had been alive and well all week but must have died of natural causes just as they arrived home.

A week on, he heard his neighbours arrive home and nervously waited for signs that they had discovered their now dead rabbit. Sure enough it wasn't long before he could hear the cries of anguish. He went round to see them and soon found a deeply distressed family staring disbelievingly at the dead bunny in the cage.

He tried to get into his story about how it had been doing fine up until then but it soon became clear as to why the family had reacted so much to their find.

The rabbit had died just before they went on holiday. And they had buried it at the bottom of the garden.

Ashby Rock Chick · Post by **Ashby Rock Chick** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 2:27 pm

Okay, I have a confession I've needed to get off my chest for a number of years. It's been haunting me.

When I was about 15, I had a boyfriend who was loads older than me. I used to sneak off down the road where he would pick me up in his old type Ford Escort and take me out to clubs and places where I was realy to young to be. :shock:

On one particular night when we were off to a club that was for strictly over 21's, I took my Mums wedding ring (which was hung on a small hook on the wall when she didn't wear it) and wore it to try and convince people I was old enough to be going into the club.

However, the ring was a little large for me and I lost it in the boyfriends car, which actually was involved in an accident a few days later and was written off. I never saw the ring again and totally forgot about it until a few months later when my Mum realised the ring was missing. I never did confess that I'd taken that ring and tried to convince Mum that the one of my brother's dodgy friends must have stolen it!!!!!

My Mum died a couple of years later and I've always felt guilty about taking that ring.... sorry Mum.

Cornish Tiger · Post by **Cornish Tiger** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:19 pm

:D That is very funny. I could just see that happening here. Mind you as I've just said on another thread, my neighbours have left me in charge of their eldelry, wobbly father this week, and it's not going well! He had a fall yesterday in the back garden and was out in the blazing sun for half an hour before I heard him yelling. Had to muster troops to pick him up as he's a big chap, and sat with him most of the afternoon, and he got his strength back. He didn't want me to tell his family as social services are very close to putting him in a home. What a dilemma. What would you have done? I farted about until 7pm popping in to see him, and finally phoned his other son to tell them as I felt they should at least pop in and visit, and know what had happened (Particularly as he was bruised). Stressing of course that he was fine now so I didn't get him into trouble. No one came round. I'm going round now and am terrified he's going to be dead. If he's alive I'll have to eat another of his scones, but I'd really rather the scone. Or he may throw it at me for telling his son. Wish me luck.

Cornish Tiger · Post by **Cornish Tiger** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:24 pm

Ashby - good confession! She wont have minded a bit. I took my ring off months ago because I kept getting rash round it. Haven't got a blooming clue what I've done with it and it's our 20th anniversary tomorrow. Wish me luck there too. Right - off next door, stop procrastinating...

stevetelcom2000 · Post by **stevetelcom2000** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:28 pm

Cornish Tiger wrote:Ashby - good confession! She wont have minded a bit. I took my ring off months ago because I kept getting rash round it. Haven't got a blooming clue what I've done with it and it's our 20th anniversary tomorrow. Wish me luck there too. Right - off next door, stop procrastinating...

:shock: What? You keep getting a rash round your ring....

Kinoulton · Post by **Kinoulton** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:31 pm

Oh blimey, it's Finbar Saunders with his double entendres!

I have a rival.

Iain · Post by **Iain** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:32 pm

*Cough cough*

Ashby Rock Chick · Post by **Ashby Rock Chick** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 3:34 pm

Oh dear CT, sounds like you've got your hands full. I bet you're only after the old guy for his scones! Come on, confess, you'll feel much better. xxxx 8)

Kinoulton · Post by **Kinoulton** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 4:13 pm

Iain wrote:*Cough cough*

Oi! I've been as pure as the driven snow, of late!

Ashby Rock Chick · Post by **Ashby Rock Chick** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 4:37 pm

Kinoulton wrote:
Iain wrote:*Cough cough*
Oi! I've been as pure as the driven snow, of late!

Like hell you have!!!

Ashby Rock Chick · Post by **Ashby Rock Chick** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 4:38 pm

Iain wrote:*Cough cough*

:? Go on tell em!!!!!!! :?

Cornish Tiger · Post by **Cornish Tiger** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 5:01 pm

Ooh ooh ahhh He's still aliive

ooohh ahhh, he's still alive!

too much Pearl Jam in the car earlier-sorry.

Nice scone.

Ashby, you could be the "cough" monitor while Iain's on holiday. I'm going clubbing in Newquay next week and coughing behind anyone with crutches behaving badly! Erherhem!

Kinoulton · Post by **Kinoulton** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 5:09 pm

Ashby as moderator?

Are you teapot-lidding?

Talk about the lunatics taking over the assylum.

Iain · Post by **Iain** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 7:07 pm

Someone at the club will be keeping an eye on the board while I'm away so don't worry about that!! Cornish, if you spot anyone out trying to drunkenly stay on their crutches this coming weekend in Newquay then without doubt it will be me! Be sure to say hello!

Cornish Tiger · Post by **Cornish Tiger** » Tue Jul 25, 2006 7:22 pm

Hope you have a great time Iain. I'll surely say hi if I see you. You'll want to get some sort of snow shoes for the bottom of the crutches for the sand. How did Long John Silver manage? The films don't cover this sort of detail.