mae all...its a lovely summers day out there....well nearly....apart from its not lovely its pouring and windy and it aint summer..but apart from that..so how are we all today then?good?anything spectacular in your weekend routine? bit o skydiving /hangliding perhaps?
oh well....
brew time ...peppermint t for me...
hiya Sam ...how did the ceilidh go ?you all frazzled out on the wild rover ,danny boy etc?are you still working for the soil conservation?
ppqp..last night for us...burger tomatoes and baked spud.....defo had a busy doing not a lot day yesterday...Nintento??wow thats modern ..anyone remember the atari..plugged into the telly and you played ping pong in black and white?you havin a good day?
hi tt its mr Lazy here...how are you doing?you all sorted out ready to go?
hiya Lav....hows you?so the chicks have a new home...detached ,or terraced? have the rains come in yet or is it still snow? sno fun that........ok ok ..heres a brew...said in ma best scottish williams accent...
hiya sf ..hows you then?good ..apart from a frozen donkey..need some sheepskin big pants ..for that one...Interesting ..yup guess we all bent the trooth a shade when we were on the juice!!
hey det hows you ..glad you had a good day...what weapons were you using?..yup guns I know.........repeat today?good for you...
hiya everyone else....including YOU ...Pauly where are ya?
I used to transport large amounts of shallots between Liverpool and Manchester by canal.
I was an onion bargee.
As a butcher is shooing a dog from his shop, he sees £10 and a note in his mouth, reading: "10 lamb chops, please."
Amazed, he takes the money, puts a bag of chops in the dog's mouth, and quickly closes the shop.
He follows the dog and watches him wait for a green light, look both ways, then trot across the road to a bus-stop.
The dog checks the timetable and sits on the bench.
When a bus arrives, he walks around to the front and looks at the number, then boards the bus.
The butcher follows, dumbstruck.
As the bus travels out into the suburbs, the dog takes in the scenery. After a while he stands on his back paws to push the "stop" bell, and then the butcher follows him off.
The dog runs up to a house and drops his bag on the step.
and barks repeatedly. No answer.
He goes back down the path, takes a big run, and throws himself (Whap!) against the door. He does this again and again.
No answer.
So he jumps on a wall, walks around the garden, barks repeatedly at a window, jumps off, and waits at the front door.
Eventually a small guy opens it and starts cursing and shouting at the dog.
The butcher runs up screams at the guy: "What the hell are you doing? This dog's a genius!”
The owner responds,
.
"Genius, my arse! That's the second time this week he's forgotten his key!”
A woman in a supermarket is following a grandfather and his badly-behaved grandson. He has his hands full with the child screaming for sweets, biscuits, all sorts of things. The grandad is saying in a controlled voice: "Easy, William, we won't be long . . . easy boy."
Another outburst and she hears the grandad calmly say : "It's okay William. Just a couple more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."
At the checkout the little horror is throwing items out of the trolley. Grandad says again in a controlled voice : "William, William, relax buddy, don't get upset. We'll be home in five minutes, stay cool William."
Very impressed, she goes outside to where the grandfather is loading his groceries and the boy into the car. She says : "It's none of my business, but you were amazing in there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very lucky to have you as his grandad."
"Thanks," says the grandpa. "But I am William. The little bstard's name is Kevin."
17362901_10209100867460560_8188074546233528368_n.jpg
17362685_1379550152112404_6340309278330565108_n.jpg
oh well....
brew time ...peppermint t for me...
hiya Sam ...how did the ceilidh go ?you all frazzled out on the wild rover ,danny boy etc?are you still working for the soil conservation?
ppqp..last night for us...burger tomatoes and baked spud.....defo had a busy doing not a lot day yesterday...Nintento??wow thats modern ..anyone remember the atari..plugged into the telly and you played ping pong in black and white?you havin a good day?
hi tt its mr Lazy here...how are you doing?you all sorted out ready to go?
hiya Lav....hows you?so the chicks have a new home...detached ,or terraced? have the rains come in yet or is it still snow? sno fun that........ok ok ..heres a brew...said in ma best scottish williams accent...
hiya sf ..hows you then?good ..apart from a frozen donkey..need some sheepskin big pants ..for that one...Interesting ..yup guess we all bent the trooth a shade when we were on the juice!!
hey det hows you ..glad you had a good day...what weapons were you using?..yup guns I know.........repeat today?good for you...
hiya everyone else....including YOU ...Pauly where are ya?
I used to transport large amounts of shallots between Liverpool and Manchester by canal.
I was an onion bargee.
As a butcher is shooing a dog from his shop, he sees £10 and a note in his mouth, reading: "10 lamb chops, please."
Amazed, he takes the money, puts a bag of chops in the dog's mouth, and quickly closes the shop.
He follows the dog and watches him wait for a green light, look both ways, then trot across the road to a bus-stop.
The dog checks the timetable and sits on the bench.
When a bus arrives, he walks around to the front and looks at the number, then boards the bus.
The butcher follows, dumbstruck.
As the bus travels out into the suburbs, the dog takes in the scenery. After a while he stands on his back paws to push the "stop" bell, and then the butcher follows him off.
The dog runs up to a house and drops his bag on the step.
and barks repeatedly. No answer.
He goes back down the path, takes a big run, and throws himself (Whap!) against the door. He does this again and again.
No answer.
So he jumps on a wall, walks around the garden, barks repeatedly at a window, jumps off, and waits at the front door.
Eventually a small guy opens it and starts cursing and shouting at the dog.
The butcher runs up screams at the guy: "What the hell are you doing? This dog's a genius!”
The owner responds,
.
"Genius, my arse! That's the second time this week he's forgotten his key!”
A woman in a supermarket is following a grandfather and his badly-behaved grandson. He has his hands full with the child screaming for sweets, biscuits, all sorts of things. The grandad is saying in a controlled voice: "Easy, William, we won't be long . . . easy boy."
Another outburst and she hears the grandad calmly say : "It's okay William. Just a couple more minutes and we'll be out of here. Hang in there, boy."
At the checkout the little horror is throwing items out of the trolley. Grandad says again in a controlled voice : "William, William, relax buddy, don't get upset. We'll be home in five minutes, stay cool William."
Very impressed, she goes outside to where the grandfather is loading his groceries and the boy into the car. She says : "It's none of my business, but you were amazing in there. I don't know how you did it. That whole time you kept your composure, and no matter how loud and disruptive he got, you just calmly kept saying things would be okay. William is very lucky to have you as his grandad."
"Thanks," says the grandpa. "But I am William. The little bstard's name is Kevin."
17362901_10209100867460560_8188074546233528368_n.jpg
17362685_1379550152112404_6340309278330565108_n.jpg
Comment