Pub news.

Good day yesterday for Mothering Sunday! A mere 194 lunches served!

Me and Faye.

Faye, my youngest cousins eldest!

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Joke Tuesday!

Of course I love ya darlin 
You’re a bloody top-notch bird  
And when I say you’re gorgeous 
I mean every single word 

So ya bum is on the big side 
I don’t mind a bit of flab  
It means that when I’m ready 
There’s somethin’ there to grab 

So your belly isn’t flat no more 
I tell ya, I don’t care  
So long as when I cuddle ya 
I can get my arms round there 

No Sheila who is your age 
Has nice round perky breasts  
They just gave in to gravity 
But I know ya did ya best 

I’m tellin’ ya the truth now 
I never tell ya lies 
I  think it’s very sexy 
That you’ve got dimples on ya thighs 

I swear on me nanna’s grave now 
The moment that we met  
I thought you was as good as 
I was ever gonna get  

No matter what u look like 
I’ll always love ya dear 
Now  shut up while the cricket’s on 
And fetch another  beer

Who’s a pretty boy?

My very own guardian! Circa 1963!

Home news!

I am just about to start wading  through some old family photos, 100’s of them! I may be some time!!

Help required!

Could someone on blogger search for “cogidubnus”? He was a regular reader of the old blog,and has posted on it that he’s worried that I haven’t posted a joke last Tuesday. I can’t get in touch, as he has no contact points on his blog! Is this mission impossible?

Unsure?

I think I’ve settled on an agreeable layout for the blog.

Unsure how to link blogs I follow to the side-bar though, so any input from seasoned wordpress users will be welcome!

Anyway, what do you think?

Joke Tuesday.

 There are two statues in a  park; one  of a nude man and one of a
nude woman.
 They  had been
facing each other across a pathway for a hundred years when one day an angel comes down from the sky and, with a
single gesture, brings the two to life. 

 
  

The angel tells them, ‘As a reward for being so patient through a hundred blazing summers and dismal winters, you have been given life  for  thirty minutes to do what you’ve wished to do  the most.’
He looks at her, she looks at him,
and they go running behind the 
shrubbery.
 
The angel waits patiently as the bushes rustle and giggling
ensues.
 After fifteen minutes, the two return, out of breath
and laughing.
 
 

 

  
 
 

The angel tells them, ‘Um, you have fifteen minutes left, would you care to do it again?’
He asks her ‘Shall we?’
 
     She  eagerly replies, ‘Oh, yes, let’s! But let’s change positions. This time, I ‘ll hold the pigeon down and you shit on its head.’

 

AND  WHAT WERE YOU THINKING???
 
 

First posting!

Welcome to my new blog. This will involve all aspects of my life (pub, garden, jokes once a week).

The old blog died when I changed my G-mail address and Google wouldn’t let me access it!

So here we go!