(from here)
With a sense of guilty abandonment I realise that it has been eleven days since my last post. Dreadful. Today was to be the day of rectifying, but no. I have several thoughts that I started to write about, but the dead arm caused by this morning's tetanus shot is my excuse. So, I will instead leave you with a little joke.
Q: Why did the mechanic sleep under his car?
A: So that he could get up oily in the morning.
(it's the joke from Mum's xmas cracker. Go on, I know you laughed)
Q: Why did the mechanic sleep under his car?
ReplyDeleteA: Because his work was getting on top of him?
Nicola (of NSB), what were you thinking when you wrote this post?
ReplyDeleteI am not sure I really laughed at the mechanic joke but I did laugh at the savage chickens. How many days til you leave?
ReplyDeleteI'm not going anywhere.
ReplyDeleteBut I am Richard (going somewhere). What was I thinking? The problem was that I was doing too much thinking and not enough writing.
ReplyDeleteYes, Fflur, the savage chickens are a favourite of mine. I fly out of Auckland on March 9th, in Wellington until February 22nd.
Thanks for keeping the laughs rolling Wine Guy.