A Different Kind of Obituary


At this time of the year there is often a page in the newspapers giving a brief outline of the legends who have died in the year just ended. Like many of you, I suspect, I read them and travel down memory lane with a mixture of sadness and wonder. During the year  others die,  and are remembered. Most of them  ” a credit to the community of which they formed a part”, and ” a source of sunshine to those who knew them”. They will all be sorely missed etc.

In many cases I am sure this is true. But surely there must be other unwritten obituaries of those who have had their moment in the national or local press. Looking at holiday photographs, with everyone smiling and tucking into hangover free drinks, I wonder where are the photographs from the holiday from hell. You know, the one with Auntie Carol being sick down the front off the wine waiter’s shirt after an extended chat with the margaritas, or a picture of a selection of cockroaches dancing across the hotel suite just before you try to go to sleep.

In the same vein, I wondered where the obituaries of the rotters and swindlers went. I could find no trace of any  acknowledged villains other than Hitler and that pastry chef at the bottom of Wilmot Avenue. To help redress the balance I decided to write one myself as a template for future obituaries.

Slippery” Norman Olthwaite 1938- 2012

Norman Olthwaite, more commonly known as “Slippey”, born on Febuary 13th, 1938 to “Smasher” Olthwaite, a local protection Baron, and his wife Elsie, famous for promoting the benefits of food poisoning, died following an overdose of carpet cleaner at his apartments yesterday afternoon. The youngest of five children, Slippey soon made his name, at the age of seven, by swelling his lunch money  selling diluted lemonade to  naive classmates. A profitable sideline bought to an abrupt halt by his expulsion once the enterprise came to the notice of his teachers.

After qualifying as an accountant through a combination of mistaken identity and good fortune, Slippey built a career by signing off company accounts, whatever their merits, in an exchange for an inflated fee and a bottle or two of his favourite tipple. Another  period of fortune bought to an abrupt halt, but this time by the tax authorities once his methods became clear. Following a short trial he was  invited to spend a number of years, free of charge,  at one of the government’s specially built hotels.

On his release he forged a new and succesful enterprise as a confidence trickster and serial bigamist. The acknowledged father of one son, he is widely reputed to have fathered a number of other children during his extensive travels on the edges of civilisation. He became a recognised expert in separating wealthy ladies from their inheritance. A profitable source of income reluctantly terminated after discussions with the local police .  His unwavering charm and good looks  served him well, and he was always the soul of courtesy with all with whom he came into contact. He made a brief name for himself by wishing the judge a happy new year on the way to a period of incarceration following his appearance in a court of law.

A skillful cheat and swindler he was never without a pack of cards, brandy and cigars, and could normally oil  money out of anyone with whom he came into contact. He will not be entirely missed. particularly by nine of his surviving wives. A lover of other people’s money,  his oldest friend, who had known him for over three weeks said, “Slippey will always be remembered for his fund of great stories”.

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About Peter Wells aka Countingducks

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24 Responses to A Different Kind of Obituary

  1. A very fitting obituary for such a colourful character!
    And what an achievement for one such as he to have an oldest friend of three weks!!

    Thank you for the laugh on yet a other grey(t) English day 🙂

    Christine

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  2. You might have a new job on your hands, Peter.
    Thank you for the morning smile :)) xx

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  3. Excellent work! That is a very profound question you ask, where are those sordid obits? Perhaps if one is a villainous thug, one is still a “ray of sunshine” to the rest of the villainous thugs that he (or she) called family and friends!

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  4. babs50nfab says:

    I’m pretty sure my mother dated him once.

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  5. Ina says:

    RIP 🙂 Great posting 🙂

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  6. Perry Mead says:

    think I know him

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  7. How cool would it be to read truth like this in the newspapers!! Loved it – Thanks for the giggle.

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  8. Writerlious says:

    What a cool character!!! 🙂

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  9. Shonnie says:

    Well …. that was moving post Ducky my man. Hahaha! I don’t even know what to say about, but that I enjoyed reading it. 😀 Missed cha and appreciate you checking on me. 😀

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  10. renxkyoko says:

    I wonder what the obituary of the guy who massacred 20 kids in Connectcut would read like. , or what would be etched on his tombstone.

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  11. Al says:

    That you would take time to pay tribute (tongue-in-cheek though it may be) to such a nefarious character speaks volumes about the goodness of your own heart.

    I suspect your own epitaph will read “He saw the commodity in everyone”.

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  12. Very funny. I wonder, though, if he really died, or if his exit was just another con… 😉

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  13. gotham girl says:

    This was a most excellent post and one that I thoroughly enjoyed!! Thank you!! I’m looking forward to more!

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  14. nelle says:

    Har! And I’m quite sure mine will read ‘good riddance’.

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  15. eof737 says:

    Hysterical… and I thought I was reading all the news fit to print in my daily rag… This should be included for sure! 🙂

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  16. eof737 says:

    Delighted to reconnect with you this year …
    •.★♥★Happy New Year to You & Yours!★♥★.•
    Eliz

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  17. Haha, I’ve always wondered about the obituaries of such characters as well! Fantastic 🙂

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  18. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:

    Ha ha – love this 🙂 I want you to write my obit!

    Poor Aunty Carol, and no, we won’t forget good ol’ Slippey – GREAT! 🙂

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  19. backonmyown says:

    As always, you’ve written a very clever post. When I see a very short, or an overly lengthy, obit in the newspaper I always wonder what the real story is. You’ve explained it well.

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  20. aawwa says:

    Very witty! It made me smile 🙂

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