Barmy Albert’s firework party was a complete disaster. "I don't understand it!" He opined. "They all worked fine when I tried them out yesterday,"
When I was little my mum used to put food on a spoon and say “The trains coming, the trains coming!” I would eat the food because if I didn’t then she wouldn't untie me from the railway track. I’m still always late and prone to being shunted into the sidings. Isn’t life grand when you’re barmy!
Meanwhile at Tameside Hospital: Doctor; “I'm just waiting for your X-Ray”. Non-Stick Nora: “But I’ve never dated anyone called Ray.” Doctor: “And we need to do a brain scan!”
Twenty years ago I asked a lovely girl out on a date. Then, yesterday I asked her to marry me. Unfortunately, she said refused on both occasions and reminded me about some kind of a restraining order.
I find that knowing the difference between "chalk and cheese," is advantageous when playing snooker.
Jesus walks in a restaurant with all the disciples and asked the maître d' for a table for 26 people. The maître d' sez: “But there are only 13 of you.” Jesus replies: “Yeah, but we all want to sit on the same side....”
Breaking Showbiz News: Samuel L Jackson had just passed his driving test. From now on he'll be known just as Samuel Jackson
If any of my readers have been accused of being born in a barn and would like to discuss the matter, then never forget that my door is always open.
I like playing chess with the old men in the park. Sometimes it's hard to find 32 of them though, especially now it’s getting cold weather. It was so cold last weekend, I saw a Labrador frozen to a lamp post.
Paid stupid money for pet insurance and now they won't pay out when my little dog Alfie crashed the car. He’s a really clever dog is our Alfie. When he has a wee, he puts both his front paws on the wall and does it like a standing up, like a human being. This woman asked me how long he’d been doing it like that, I sez: “Ever since a wall fell on him!”
Missing items: I would like to tell the thieving individual who stole my train set, what goes round.... Furthermore, to the geezer who nicked my anti-depressant tablets. I hope you’re happy now!
Tameside Police have confirmed that a bloke who fell into a combine-harvester whilst trying to steal it, has been bailed!
They call it a "Selfie" because "Narcissistic" is too hard to spell. They don’t like it when your authenticity is louder than their facade. Whoever stole my selfie stick needs to take a long look at themselves. Carry on chortling! You can visit my website: www.ComedianUK.com and continue the quest! Email me: Comedianuk@sky.com
I spoke to you in whispers As shells made the ground beneath us quake We both trembled in that crater A toxic muddy bloody lake I spoke to you and pulled your ears To try and quell your fearful eye As bullets whizzed through the raindrops And we watched the men around us die I spoke to you in stable tones A quiet tranquil voice At least I volunteered to fight You didn't get to make the choice I spoke to you of old times Perhaps you went before the plough And pulled the haycart from the meadow Far from where we're dying now I spoke to you of grooming Of when the ploughman made you shine Not the shrapnel wounds and bleeding flanks Mane filled with mud and wire and grime I spoke to you of courage As gas filled the Flanders air Watched you struggle in the mud Harness acting like a snare I spoke to you of peaceful fields Grazing beneath a setting sun Time to rest your torn and tired body Your working day is done I spoke to you of promises If from this maelstrom I survive By pen and prose and poetry I'll keep your sacrifice alive I spoke to you of legacy For when this hellish time is through All those who hauled or charged or carried Will be regarded heroes too I spoke to you in dulcet tones Your eye told me you understood As I squeezed my trigger to bring you peace The the only way I could And I spoke to you in whispers......
Breaking News: Theresa May has announced that the Brexit transition period will be extended until all leave voters have died.
All this Brexit gubbins is driving me doo-lally! Isn't it about time someone called in Noel Edmonds to sort out this deal or no deal thing? Furthermore, will my continental quilt still work when we leave? Moreover, the big problem seems to be with Irish boarder. Well, if he hasn’t paid his rent, then just evict him!
Because I suffer from dyslexia, everyone has always insisted that I’d be totally useless at poetry. But I’ve proved them all wrong! Just last week, I made two jugs, a vase and a bowl.
What is the difference between a wife and a crossword? You can normally work out where you went wrong with a crossword. She reckons that I possess an immature nature, coupled with a childlike mentality and that we must set some time aside to discuss this unfortunate problem. Now as if that's gonna happen at the beginning of the conker season!
I've been having real problems with nuisance phone calls lately. The most common one seems to be. "You said you'd be home from Wetherspoons three hours ago!"
Yesterday, I opened the mail and received a photo from a speed camera in the post. I sent it back immediately. It was of poor quality and far too expensive.
Barmy Albert drags a huge metal box, covered in cobwebs and dead spiders to the Antiques Roadshow, when it was recently visiting Buxton. "Where did you get that from?", the expert asks. "It's been in my loft for fifty-odd years. I think it's a valuable family heirloom", says Albert. "Do you have insurance?" asks the expert. "No, should I?" asks Albert. "Yeah", replied the expert, "It's your water tank."
On a packed train from Manchester and a very attractive young lady gave me a huge smile.
It made me feel young again! Just two minutes later, she stood up and offered me her seat.
Made me feel old again...
Top Tip: Start preparing for Christmas early by falling out with all your friends and family now!
In a reflective mood, I surmised that as I get older, I begin to remember all the people I've lost along the way and say to myself that maybe a career as a tour guide wasn't for me...
Mark Knopfler arrives home carrying a large ornate picture frame and a bag of chips. His missus sez: "Where’ve you been all day?" He replies, "I was at Sothebys and acquired a rare French impressionist painting and I called in the chippy on the way home." "How much cash have you squandered this time?" "Absolutely nowt!" exclaimed Mark, "They were avid Dire Strait fans, so I got the Monet for nothin' and the chips were free."
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