Mines Mr
Husband is getting wearier and wearier so we have discussed his retiring. He
says 'We have to have something to live on pickle- we can't just retire to a
little cottage in Cornwall
without means'. He always looks for obstacles. So I said 'My book is selling-
we will live on the proceeds'. He pointed out that £20 won't actually last
long. So I said 'there is always my photographs- I will put me tits on some
coasters. They will look good on coasters'. Do ye know what he said? No? Well I
will tell ye. He said 'they will good on my face'. So he has gone to work today
with a coal tit coaster stuck to his left cheek, a blue tit coaster on his
right and a great tit stuck to his forehead. I like to comply with his wishes where I can.
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