Daggers Posted 7 November 2006 Posted 7 November 2006 Sitting in the barrio, surrounded by men with guns and whores and noise. Sitting in the barrio and asking the man at the counter to pour me a round of aguardiente for me and anyone else that cares to join me for a drink. Sitting in the barrio and knowing I was a father to a beautiful little boy. It pipped sitting on the beach on a South Sea Island watching the whales leap while drinking rum from fresh coconuts.
Guest Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 It was a bank holiday in May, 1994 I believe. I had had a premonition. It went horribly wrong for 5 or 6 minutes, but then the sun came out again. Things could only get better; they did. Truly, the best day of my life.
MC Prussian Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Too early to tell... Ask me again in - say - 60 years or so.
Fez of Mahrez Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Apart from loved-up rubbish that no-one wants to read about, least of all me - probably when we beat Derby 4-0 at Pride Park. 26th April 1998 I think it was. It was like the perfect away day. I'd give a lot to experience a day like that again soon.
The People's Hero Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 I think it has to be the day I ran 27km and then in the evening went to my best friend's engagement party. Doesn't sound much but was a great day for me in so many ways. Pain, suffering, pride, happiness.. just emotional.
Fez of Mahrez Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 I think it has to be the day I ran 27km and then in the evening went to my best friend's engagement party. Doesn't sound much but was a great day for me in so many ways. Pain, suffering, pride, happiness.. just emotional. Whereas now you could just drive there.
The People's Hero Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Whereas now you could just drive there. Such a cad!
The Don Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Gotto be the day myson was born, so much emotion. Then after leaving the hospital at 5 in the morning, whilst waiting for the 1st tram of the day, conversing with a homeless person on a bench, giving him fags, finding out how hard it is for him, thinking how luck I was.
Master Fox Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Probably the day I managed to get my pound coin back from the super market trolly
Janx Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Gotto be the day myson was born, so much emotion. Then after leaving the hospital at 5 in the morning, whilst waiting for the 1st tram of the day, conversing with a homeless person on a bench, giving him fags, finding out how hard it is for him, thinking how luck I was. Good god man HOW old are you??
The Don Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Good god man HOW old are you?? 27 - my son was born in Sheffield
Katy Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 I think mine has to be when my precious girl was born. The waiting for the operation was the worst bit and feeling a big horrible long needle going up my back, but knowing she was ok and healthy after slight worries that she might not be definately made it the best day of my life.
Janx Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 I think mine has to be when my precious girl was born. The waiting for the operation was the worst bit and feeling a big horrible long needle going up my back, but knowing she was ok and healthy after slight worries that she might not be definately made it the best day of my life. Been there, seen that... definitely scary shoite though for us, as it was emergency sun roof, me hammering through red lights at 90 mph weeping with my mrs crying her face off..... although always a touch of comedy in these situations when an Escort XR3i tried to have a race with me, I think he though we were in "too fast too furious" or something!! He must have felt pretty stupid as I handbraked turned into Ponte Carlo Emergency unit!!
Fez of Mahrez Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Note to self. Have some kids. Then give them away the day after they're born. That way you get to experience the best day of your life without having to put up with all the shit that comes afterwards (some literal, some metaphorical).
Katy Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Been there, seen that... definitely scary shoite though for us, as it was emergency sun roof, me hammering through red lights at 90 mph weeping with my mrs crying her face off..... although always a touch of comedy in these situations when an Escort XR3i tried to have a race with me, I think he though we were in "too fast too furious" or something!! He must have felt pretty stupid as I handbraked turned into Ponte Carlo Emergency unit!! Bless her. Mine wasn't anything as dramatic, I had a planned caesarian (sp?) as she was bottom first and head stuck under my ribs etc etc. Alls well that ends well though
Janx Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Bless her. Mine wasn't anything as dramatic, I had a planned caesarian (sp?) as she was bottom first and head stuck under my ribs etc etc. Alls well that ends well though nah him!! Ours was planned as tut warf was "placenta previa" so basically his "exit" was blocked, it was planned to happen two days later, but he decided to come early by kicking his way through his placenta... basically nearly died, claret all over the gaff!! Still he is a feckin marvel and it makes me swell with pride every time I see his face!
Daggers Posted 8 November 2006 Author Posted 8 November 2006 Sitting in the barrio, surrounded by men with guns and whores and noise. Sitting in the barrio and asking the man at the counter to pour me a round of aguardiente for me and anyone else that cares to join me for a drink. Sitting in the barrio and knowing I was a father to a beautiful little boy. ...but why don't they come with bloody instruction manuals? It took forever to stop the crying. If I'd had a manual I could have looked up what ailed the little mite, then twatted him with it to shut him up.
Janx Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 Funny that a lot of people go for "My wedding day" but I reckon unless its linked to "...on a south sea island" or something they are lying OR are in earshot of their partner... My wedding day was a glorified pi55 up in a REALLLY expensive hotel where we all got dressed up and loads of family and friends got together and we were centre of attention... but hey We could have been down the dog and duck and wearing wetsuits. It was a nice day and often get the video out and have a larf but thats about it..
Thracian Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 How can you separate them? Broadly, life's been terrific but the following comes to mind: a) Seeing my wife return alive after a 13.5 hour brain tumour operation was the start of a marvellous day. Within hours she was eating by herself and by the end of the day was chatting cheerfully to other patients, wanting a shower and talking about going home. She had clinically died for over a minute at a previous operation attempt and the medical team had every rescuscitation technique they knew on hand for the second effort. I'd been warned she might never be herself again but it became clear that day that she'd come through with all her lights shining. She was expected to remain there for up to 10 days but we went for a restaurant meal in Nuneaton exactly a week after her ordeal and you'd never have known she'd been to hospital but for some bruising from the clamps. We celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary next September, God willing. b) The birth of my three sons. They are smashing kids, we share so much, and I'm very proud of them.
Janx Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 How can you separate them? Broadly, life's been terrific but the following comes to mind: a) Seeing my wife return alive after a 13.5 hour brain tumour operation was the start of a marvellous day. Within hours she was eating by herself and by the end of the day was chatting cheerfully to other patients, wanting a shower and talking about going home. She had clinically died for over a minute at a previous operation attempt and the medical team had every rescuscitation technique they knew on hand for the second effort. I'd been warned she might never be herself again but it became clear that day that she'd come through with all her lights shining. She was expected to remain there for up to 10 days but we went for a restaurant meal in Nuneaton exactly a week after her ordeal and you'd never have known she'd been to hospital but for some bruising from the clamps. We celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary next September, God willing. b) The birth of my three sons. They are smashing kids, we share so much, and I'm very proud of them. I wondered where you were.... makes me feel good hearing that story again.
Dr The Singh Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 How can you separate them? Broadly, life's been terrific but the following comes to mind: a) Seeing my wife return alive after a 13.5 hour brain tumour operation was the start of a marvellous day. Within hours she was eating by herself and by the end of the day was chatting cheerfully to other patients, wanting a shower and talking about going home. She had clinically died for over a minute at a previous operation attempt and the medical team had every rescuscitation technique they knew on hand for the second effort. I'd been warned she might never be herself again but it became clear that day that she'd come through with all her lights shining. She was expected to remain there for up to 10 days but we went for a restaurant meal in Nuneaton exactly a week after her ordeal and you'd never have known she'd been to hospital but for some bruising from the clamps. We celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary next September, God willing. b) The birth of my three sons. They are smashing kids, we share so much, and I'm very proud of them. Wonderful true story, one that gives many of us hope!!! ALthough c) Could be, meeting The Singh for a beer
Thracian Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 I wondered where you were.... makes me feel good hearing that story again. Thanks. It still makes me feel good telling it. And I hope it offers some comfort and encouragement to anyone facing a similar ordeal.
Katy Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 nah him!! Ours was planned as tut warf was "placenta previa" so basically his "exit" was blocked, it was planned to happen two days later, but he decided to come early by kicking his way through his placenta... basically nearly died, claret all over the gaff!! Still he is a feckin marvel and it makes me swell with pride every time I see his face! I meant Mrs Janx actually :laugh: for crying. I know you have a little lad. But bless him as well.
Katy Posted 8 November 2006 Posted 8 November 2006 That a heart warming story Thracian. You can tell you think the absolute world of your Wife, which is always so nice to hear.
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