I thought I had cracked it today with the old toilet habit.....but woe is me, no chance of that. After a particularly bland Jacket spud it was like the book the Wind in the Willows. only it was the wind in Marks and Spencers, the chuffs in The Works and the trumps in Next. I actually amuse myself now by merrily chuffing away and then moving from my partner so that she gets the blame. Ah little things. However one chuff led to another and then a major dash to the bog. I really can't wait to see what happens next.
I have gone out of my comfort zone in music. I have purchased the album by the Fishermans Friends of Port Isaac and it's very good me old hearties. You can't beat a good old sea shanty and these chaps have some very good voices not to mention the small backing orchestra. Maybe I will sell up and live on a boat. All I would need is a sail boat and I could power it myself!!!
I was thinking of a top tip of the day..so here it is.
Some pensioners could save themselves the trouble of having a Flu jab every year simply by not queuing outside the Post Office in the wind and rain an hour before it opens!!! They wont run out of money like in the war you know?? Actually I have always wondered why, that when I am going to work in a hurry and stop for a paper, that I have old Mrs Scroggins paying her monthly paper bill and buying 500 tins of Kit o Kat for her old moggy. Then she spends 5 hours digging to the bottom of her trolley to find her purse... No wonder I have IBS.
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