Rotary Club of Qualicum Beach Sunrise

Bonjour, mon amis, trust that you all had a a good Victoria day and a restful holiday.

Our guests today were Norm Watts (District Governor Elect, soon to take office), Brian Miller (a potential new member for our club) and Russ Stothers (son of our illustrious member, Ron), welcome to them all.

Russ was our guest speaker today, his topic was tidal energy, harnessing the tides to produce energy, what a wonderful innovation, I sure hope it takes off. He is employed by “Clean Current” which was established in 2001 and is a private company

Pat spoke to us briefly about the Trades and Tech night, which apparently was VERY successful. Our club had a stall providing hot dogs and pop for the event which helps to
keep Rotary and its works in the public eye, well done Pat and helpers.

Jean Marc is still looking for volunteers to manage the “Bouncy Castle” on Sunday 27
Please phone Jean Marc for further details.

Al has your tickets to sell for the play, “Don’t dress for Dinner”, on June 13 at The Echo Players Theatre, please contact him if you have not received your tickets

Pat had the winning number on her 50/50 ticket, but she drew a green marble, sorry Pat better luck next time.

Brady, Mike, Raven and Terry missed our get together today, sorry you missed it guys.

Today’s smile.

Paddy staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Mick. He took his shoes off to avoid waking his wife, Brigit. He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but, misjudged the bottom step…
As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful. Managing not to yell, Paddy sprung up, pulled down his pants and looked in the hall mirror to see that his backside was cut and bleeding.
He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid (as best he could) on each place he saw blood. He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.
In the morning, Paddy woke up with searing pain in both his head and backside and Brigit staring at him from across the room. She said, “You were drunk again last night weren’t you Paddy?”
Paddy said, “Why wud you say such a mean thing?”
“Well,” Brigit said, “it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly…… it’s all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror!”