We complain about all the rules and regulations that seem to control many aspects of our lives, but you have to admit that there are times when we should just shut up and be happy that OH&S makes our workplaces safer.
Warwick Examiner and Times 31 Aug 1898 http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article82135480
A man belonging to the Matchmakers Union had died of necrosis and a representative of the union, Miss Thornton Smith, attended his home to pay his wife the funeral expenses.
The wife asked if Miss Thornton Smith would like to see the corpse. Hmmm… no thanks.
Miss Thornton Smith was clearly more polite than I would have been, and accompanied the wife upstairs for a viewing.
In true horror movie style, the opening of the door caused a draught, putting out the candle, and throwing them into darkness.
Cue suspenseful music……..
A faint yellow glimmer was seen in the corner and poor Miss Thornton Smith was horrified to realize that it was emanating from inside the coffin. The skin of the late matchmaker was glowing. Apparently all that yellow phosphorous he worked with never left him.
I wonder if this matchmaker glowed in the dark before his death? If so, he could be quite a handy thing to have around when the power goes out, which happens here quite often.
He would have been quite annoying to share a bedroom with, I think, since he came with his own built-in night-light. He would never step on foot-destroying Lego pieces in the dark though, would he?
Buried words and Bushwa. 
Thank’s great!
I really loved this one too 🙂
Wow. That’s both freaky and enlightening. Way to go, Metan!
It’s a great story, isn’t it. Definitely freaky though, I just imagine him walking through the house at night guided by the light of his own face….
Or his wife, asking him to move a little to the left so she can read her book. : )
I have to admit that the first things I thought of were the benefits of having a glow in the dark husband. I always make sure the loungeroom floor is cleared of all small pointy toys before I go to bed, he wouldn’t have to bother!
Too bad if his secret dream was to be a cat burglar though, isn’t it 😉
*Laughs* Or a theatre usher. That would be totally out.
I’m sorry. Despite the obvious break in the report I carried on reading and thought Mr.Shilliday was saying the deceased would be making a big summer show in a few days. Lighting up the sale room perhaps in order to better see the fabrics.
Still, his wife could always claim ‘He lights up my life’ during his lifetime I suppose.
He certainly would have made a sensation as window dressing! I’m not sure the corpselight fabrics would be too popular though 🙂
-giggles- is this called graveyard humour? -runs-
Imagine walking down the street at night and encountering the graveyard shift from the match factory leaving the gates. 🙂
lmao – now I know where the idea for zombie apocalypse came from!
Moaning puuub….puuub…puuub 🙂
The scariest sound on earth :p
Especially if you are between them and it 🙂
-goes back to bed and hides under doona-
I hope that Candy’s suggestion isn’t in there with you! 😉
Nope! All on my lonesome 😀
“when the power goes out, which happens here quite often”
Ugh, don’t remind me. Here in the US there has been power failure in some states, but in the Philippines it’ almost a sure thing. Every Saturday or Sunday, can’t quite remember.
It is amazing how much we rely on electricity isn’t it? We don’t think we do and then it goes away and our lives stop.
We live in a long valley with one road in. The multitude of people along this artery depend on no branches falling on that single source of power. As soon as the wind gets up the lights start flickering and I make sure dinner doesn’t need too much cooking 🙂 Fortunately it is not an every weekend thing though!
I must have a dirty mind this morning. I went straight to the glow-in-the-dark lover. LOL
Hadn’t thought of that one! Great stuff! 😀