If there’s one thing I would ‘hate’ to lose it’s that little circle statue that sits on our outdoor table. It’s been there a long time.
You’ll often see it in photos I feature – mainly because I forget to move it 😊
The little concrete statue is commonly called ‘A Circle of Friends’
This one of mine which represents a circle of women with long dresses and long hair was given to me many years ago in Adelaide.
It gives me a good feeling when I see it there.
Reminding me of the circle of friends who gave it as a parting gift
when I moved back home to Melbourne.
Unfortunately as you can see someone liked it a bit too much and dropped it.
One of the poor ladies lost her head in the tumble
Thankfully, The Golfer and that really strong glue that comes in two tubes
came to the rescue.
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Meet Catty – who’s not very chatty 😊
Another gift given from a friend who also means a lot to me.
The look on her face (for surely she is a female) makes me smile
The person who gifted her to me
was noisy and boisterous just like the cats she bred
So unlike the gift she gave – a quiet calm concrete cat
Most of the year she sits peacefully on the long cupboard
The one on the deck below the kitchen window.
Come the summer, on some special evenings, they both get moved
The circle may be put under the table or a chair
Catty could be moved further along the cupboard
or hung from one of the beams even
The dip in the middle of my circle of ladies and Catty’s open belly
are just the right size.
Just the right size to sit one of those mozzie coils we use.
The cheapest and most effective way of keeping the little blighters away 😊😊
Fun Friday – The day we forget this worries of the week
In his post on Wednesday he mentioned one of his dogs had been deep in thought for about an hour and there was speculation as to what could have been on her mind.
Well wonder no more – I think I might have found the answer 😊
I suppose it could be possible for dogs to have that question on their mind
Fun Friday – the day we forget the worries of the week
Have you ever wondered how long you are going to live?
I know I have.
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Are you interested in how long a life you can expect to live?
Just for the fun of it
Have a look at this site – answer the questions- and see what’s in store for you!
I’m thinking mine might be just about spot on – see what comes up for you.
Remember it’s Friday – the day of the week dedicated to Fun 😊😊
It’s Friday and we’ve done a lot of living, loving and travelling recently. Maybe it’s time for some fun and laughter. Yes – No. What do you think?
Inbox jokes, no matter how old come in handy
This one is for all the Golfers out there 🙂
50 Shades of Golf
Four friends, long time mates, had been going on the same golfing trip for many years.
A couple of days before the group was to leave Jack’s wife puts her foot down and tells him he is not going.
Jack’s buddies are very upset that he can’t go, but what can they do?
Two days later the three get to St. Andrews only to find Jack sitting at the bar with four drinks set up!
‘Wow, Jack, how long you been here, and how did you talk your old lady into letting you go?’
‘I’ve been here since last night!
Yesterday I was sitting in my living room chair and the wife comes up behind me, puts her hands over my eyes and says ‘Guess who?’
I pulled her hands off and there she was wearing nothing but a see-through nightie.
She took my hand and pulled me into our bedroom.
There were candles and rose petals all over the place.
Well turns out she had been reading 50 Shades of Grey and lying there on the bed were handcuffs, a blindfold, and ropes!
She told me to put the blindfold on her, then tie her up and cuff her to the bed.
So I did.
Then she said ‘Do whatever you want.’
So…..here I am!
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I have to admit The Golfer has been on my mind this past few weeks – he is fine and well now and yes, back on the golf course.😊
It was a case of men and their (very topical) internal physical problems. So all you fellas out there don’t ignore unusual symptoms- get things checked out.
Thank you for all the comments and email messages you’ve been leaving – not only have I been lax in replying to many of them but I have also been very lax in visiting you. I certainly hope to get back on top of it very soon.
Bye for now
I thought I’d have a bit of fun with my reading this year and ‘sort of’ set myself some little challenges. A-Z authors and titles – different genres – that sort of thing. Now there are some letters of the alphabet that have you wondering why on earth they are there -U, X & Z springs to mind lol Planned lists are all well and good but it’s got to the stage now where I’m going along the library shelves just looking and that’s how I came across my letter U book. Sounds interesting says I and popped it in the pile. Wasn’t until I got home I realised it was a YA (young adult) on the main shelf – all part of my plan (different genre) without having to think about it 🙂
This is the book blurb:
When their ski coach pulls up at a cafe, new girl Bobby and rebel Smitty stay behind. They hardly know each other, but that changes when they see the others coming back. Something has happened to them- something bad. Soon only a pair of double doors stands between those on the bus and their ex- friends outside!
When I read that this is what popped into my mind
A couple of chapters in and I’m in fits of laughter- not sure if what I think is funny is meant to be – BUT – I couldn’t have picked a better song to go with it if I tried 🙂
Friday is the day for fun – right? – this week this was a must 🙂
You all know that one of my likes is to be near water
Can be a river, a lake or an ocean. The jury is out on rain though 🙂
Theres something about water that seems to clear my head
and make me feel good.
At the moment we’re in the middle of sorting out another cruise
so for Fun on this Friday
I’m going to share some ‘Watery Jokes’ with you.
The Magician and his Parrot
A magician on a cruise liner had a parrot who’d seen all the magician’s tricks a zillion times, having figured out long ago the magic behind the magician’s disappearing acts.
The parrot got bored, his owner was growing stale and not developing any new tricks that the parrot couldn’t figure out.
One night in the middle of the magician’s performance, the ship hit an iceberg.
Everyone drowned except the magician and the parrot.
The magician managed to swim to a piece of wreckage and climb aboard collapsing immediately from exhaustion.
Soon afterward, the parrot flew over, perched on the edge of the makeshift raft and stared at the magician.
For a whole day the magician was unconscious and all this time the parrot didn’t take his eyes off him.
Eventually the magician started to stir.
Looking up, he saw the parrot still eyeing him intently, not even blinking.
Another hour goes by, and finally the parrot squawks, . . .’Alright, I give up. What did you do with the ship?’
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The Pirate and the Seaman
A seaman meets a pirate in a bar.
The pirate has a peg-leg, a hook and an eye patch.
‘How’d you end up with a peg-leg?’ asks the sailor.
‘I was swept overboard in a storm’ says the pirate. ‘A shark bit off me whole leg’
‘Wow! ‘said the seaman.
‘What about the hook?’
‘We were boarding an enemy ship, battling the other sailors with swords One of them cut me’ said the pirate
‘Incredible!’ remarked the seaman.
‘And the eye patch?’
The pirate replied ‘A seagull dropping fell in me eye’
‘You lost your eye to a seagull dropping’ the sailor asked incredulously
Nah’ said the pirate . . ‘It was me first day with the hook’
You know what they say-
Smile and the world smiles with you
I’m hoping I gave you something that made you smile today 🙂
So it’s been a couple of weeks since I came by to say hello – two sort of blah nothing weeks. Really they were just 14 of the usual run of the mill days I have sometimes but somehow I didn’t want to share them so I thought if I changed the blog to private I could go on my merry (unrecorded) way until things bucked up a bit.
Well, you wouldn’t believe what happened. I received some emails via wordpress from readers asking for access to the blog. What the?? Was my reaction lol. I realise now, because I was still logged on I didn’t actually see what appeared on the screen, that was, an invitation to do just that 🙂
Anyway all should be back to normal now – it’s Friday and we know what that means. Fun – Fun – Fun. Irish Fun at that ! All my ancestors were Irish so I’m well aware (and have no hesitation at laughing at) how daft things can get at times 🙂
Here’s hoping your Friday has some funny moments you can laugh about.
It’s been a busy couple of weeks musically in one way or another so when I saw this joke yesterday I knew I’d have to share it with you for Friday Fun today 🙂
A tourist in Vienna is going through a graveyard and all of a sudden he hears music.
No one is around, so he starts searching for the source.
He finally locates the origin and finds it is coming from a grave with a headstone that reads: “Ludwig van Beethoven, 1770- 1827”.
Then he realizes that the music is Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony and it is being played backward!
Puzzled, he leaves the graveyard and persuades a friend to return with him.
By the time they arrive back at the grave, the music has changed.
This time it is the Seventh Symphony, but like the previous piece, it is being played backwards.
Curious, the men agree to consult a music scholar.
When they return with the expert, the Fifth Symphony is playing, again backwards.
The expert notices that the symphonies are being played in the reverse order in which they were composed,
The 9th, then the 7th, then the 5th.
By the next day the word has spread, and a crowd has gathered around the grave.
They are all listening to the Second Symphony being played backward.
Just then the graveyard’s caretaker ambles up to the group.
Someone in the group asks him if he has an explanation for the music.
“I would have thought it was obvious,” the caretaker says.
The past week has gone in a sort of haze – a painful haze at that. The Dentist – a lovely man but not my favourite person played a large part in it. Kiera – who is one of my favourite ‘people’ also played a large part in it.
Soft and warm and comforting she kept me company as I ‘recovered’ from a tooth extraction. Yes, I’m a big sook and my jaw was sore and tender and I needed something to cuddle, although she did get a bit annoyed at times when I seemed to prefer using the iPad rather than playing and giving her attention.
Now that Friday has arrived it’s time for fun and here by special request (well I’m sure that’s what she whispered in my ear in loud vibrating sounds) are some Feline Funnies For you to enjoy 🙂
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And to finish something I wonder if all of us wonder about at times
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And Kiera – what of her now she’s no longer needed for pain relief therapy.
Looks like she’s back on duty in her favourite spot on the back deck.
Here’s hoping your Friday is Full of Fun 🙂
cartoon source – Andertoons
Friday is here again – time for some Fun
Gosh I seem to say that every week 🙂
Kiera snuck her way into a couple of posts earlier this week so I thought you’d like a bit more Feline Fun just for this Friday
Groaning is allowed lol
Q: What is a cat’s favourite dessert?
A: Mice pudding.
Q: Why did the Mama cat put stamps on her kittens?
A: She wanted to mail a litter.
Q: How do you mail a cat?
A: Use fur-class mail
Q: Why did the silly boy try to feed pennies to the cat?
A: Because his mother told him to put money in the kitty.
Q: What kind of work does a weak cat do?
A: Light mouse work.
Q: How do you call a barber cat?
A: Yell…”Hair Kitty”
Q: Why did everyone like Tom Cat?
A: He was very purrsonable.
Q: When does the weather go splash! splash! meow! woof?
A: When it’s raining cats and dogs.
Q: Why did the cat like to go bowling?
A: He was an alley cat.
And to finish
I do hope your Friday is full of Fun
Fun Friday is here again and as I’m off to the hairdressers (thnking about maybe have a few highlights put in) I found some ‘little snippets’ for you about Blondes and their sometimes funny way of thinking about things.
Two blondes were filling up at a gas station.
The first blonde says to the second, “I bet these awful gas prices are going to go even higher.”
The second blonde replies, “Won’t affect me, I always put in just $10 worth.”
Two blondes were walking down the road and the first blonde said, “Look at that dog with one eye!”
The other blonde covers one of her eyes and says, “Where?”
The executive was interviewing a young blonde for a position in his company
He wanted to find out something about her personality so he asked
“If you could have a conversation with any person, living or dead, who would that be?”
The blonde quickly responded
“The living one.”
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The Blonde and the wallpaper
A blonde decided to redecorate her bedroom.
She wasn’t sure how many rolls of wallpaper she would need, but she knew that her blonde friend from next door had recently done the same job and the two rooms were identical in size.
“Buffy,” she said, “How many rolls of wallpaper did you buy for your bedroom?”
“Ten,” said Buffy.
So the blonde bought the ten rolls of paper and did the job, but she had 2 rolls leftover.
“Buffy,” she said. “I bought ten rolls of wallpaper for the bedroom, but I’ve got 2 leftover!”
“Yes,” said Buffy. “So did I.”
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The Blonde and her horses
A blonde bought two horses and could never remember which was which.
A neighbor suggested that she cut off the tail of one horse, which worked great until the other horse got his tail caught in a bush.
The second horse’s tail tore in the same place and looked exactly like the other horse’s tail.
Our blonde friend was stuck again.
The neighbour then suggested that she notch the ear of one horse, which worked fine until the other horse caught his ear on a barbed wire fence.
Once again, our blonde friend couldn’t tell the two horses apart.
The neighbour then suggested that she measure the horses for height.
When she did that, the blonde was very pleased to find that the white horse was 2 inches taller than the black one
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Making fun of blondes and their sometimes funny ways doesn’t bother me because for quite a while in a previous life I definitely was BLONDE
I’m finishing a week bereft of words from me with a joke.
It’s the least I can do on Fun Friday 🙂
The 98yr old Mother Superior from Ireland was dying, so the nuns had gathered around her bed trying to make her last journey comfortable
They offered her some warm milk to drink but she refused
Then one of the nuns took the glass back to the kitchen and remembered a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas. Carefully opening it she poured a generous amount into the warm milk.
Back at Mother Superior’s bedside she held the glass to her lips
Mother Superior drank a little, then a little more, and before they knew it she had drunk the whole glass right down to the last little drop
‘Mother Superior’, the nuns asked with earnest, ‘please give us some words of wisdom before you die’
She raised herself up in the bed and with a pious look on her face, said,
‘Don’t sell that cow!’
I think my mother would have enjoyed this joke – herself being Irish and liking a drop. In fact in my mind I can hear those same words coming out of her mouth 🙂
I wonder if the nursing staff would have turned a blind eye if family had offered her the same during her last stay in hospital?
Yes, it is Friday again. It’s been a bit of a non descript past few days, quiet yet busy – I haven’t done much yet seem to have been on the go all the time. Those really hot days over the weekend resulted in fires all over the state which finally appear to be under control and when the cool change arrived late on Tuesday it brought with it some chilly nights and mornings along with some deliciously pleasant afternoons. This sharp rise/drop in temps we can get here in Melbourne is one of the reasons we have overflowing drawers and wardrobes – we don’t pack away our clothes for each season – you can have four seasons in one day here 🙂
Two days at the op shop this week, seems to be clearing out time for lots of households, so many donations to sort (some interesting finds plus a load of junk for the skip) however you should see some of the rubbish that gets left, thankfully unusable clothing goes to a ‘rag company’ who pays us rather than the charity having to pay to dump at the tip. I have tried to be good and not think everything I like should come home with me but the other day I found a couple of lightweight scarves in colours I just knew I could utilize so yes, they came home lol. Think I shall have fun over the next week or two seeing what can go with what to get some use out of them 🙂
A short week it’s been so here’s a short funny for this Friday
The World’s Shortest Fairy Story
Once upon a time a guy asked a girl ‘ Will you marry me?’
The girl replied ‘No’
So he rode motorcycles and went fishing and hunting, played golf a lot, drank scotch and beer and left the toilet seat up (and farted) whenever he wanted. And lived happily ever after.
Alfred Lord Tennyson wrote a poem* in which the central character suggested that Spring was the season when ‘a young man’s thoughts lightly turned to love’.
Buck Brown’s delightfully optomistic Playboy cartoon character ‘Granny’ often thought about the opposite s’ex (and maybe ‘love’) but somehow I don’t think seasons had anything to do with her thoughts lol
Here’s a bit of Fun to enjoy on a Spring Friday
During the past couple of years I saw a book mentioned on so many of the ‘Book Blogs’ I occasionally read. It sounded so bizzare yet so much fun it had me wanting to read it. It dutifully got listed on my ‘want to read’ list and then promptly forgotten about 🙂
A few weeks ago I finally got round to ordering it and will sit down over the weekend to start reading a book about an old man about to turn 100 who runs away from the place he is living and the adventures he has along the way.
Back of Book Blurb
Escaping (in his slippers) through his bedroom window, into the flower bed, Allan makes his getaway. And so begins his picaresque and unlikely journey involving a suitcase full of cash, a few thugs, a very friendly hot-dog stand operator, a few deaths, an elephant, and incompetent police. As his escapades unfold, Allan’s earlier life is revealed. A life in which – remarkably – he played a key role behind the scenes in some of the momentous events of the twentieth century.
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You might think he could have made-up his mind earlier and been man enough to inform his surrounding of his decision. But Allan Karlsson had never been given to pondering things too long.
So the idea had barely taken hold in the old man’s head before he opened the window of his room on the ground floor of the Old Folk’s Home in the town of Malmkoping and stepped out – into the flower bed
This manoeuvre required a bit of effort since Allan was 100 years old, on the very day in fact. There was less than an hour to go before his birthday party would begin in the lounge of the Old Folk’s Home. The mayor would be there. And the local paper. And all the other old people. And the entire staff led by the bad-tempered Director Alice.
It was only the Birthday Boy himself who didn’t intend to turn up….
Here’s hoping the wait has been worth it.
Have any of you read it – was it as funny as advertised?
I looked for it here and I looked for it there
But this morning it wasn’t to be found anywhere.
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Then I spied it – a little ray of sunshine on a cold winter’s day!
Looking fine from the top – and great from the bottom
Only thing to do now is see what it looked like inside
Absolutely perfect 🙂
Imperial mandarins are my favourite ray of sunshine during winter in Melbourne.
Did you know:-
Mandarins originated from southern China and were named after the Chinese officials of the Imperial court the “Mandarins” who used the fruit for various medicinal purposes.
Imperials are the most popular variety because they are the first to be harvested each season. They are a golden-orange mandarin, and one of a handful of popular citrus varieties that have originated in Australia.
The variety was first recognized in Sydney in 1890. Imperials are easy to peel, have very few seeds, and can be enjoyed as a perfect portable snack.
source – http://www.aussiemandarins.com.au/varieties
Fat free, saturated fat free, cholesterol free, sodium free, they are an excellent source of vitamin C and a good source of vitamin A
What is cheering you up on this Friday?
After my police connection a few months ago that dented a big hole in my bank balance I’ve really kept an eye on speed signs and my speedometer vowing never to be caught again. So I’m wondering if the couple mentioned below would need a bank loan or marriage counselling after this connection with a police officer ??
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The Tale of The Police Officer and The Driver’s Wife
A police officer pulls over a speeding car.
The officer says, ‘ I clocked you at 80 miles per hour, sir.’
The driver says,
‘Officer I had it on cruise control at 60, perhaps your radar gun needs calibrating.’
Not looking up from her knitting the wife says,
‘Now don’t be silly dear, you know that this car doesn’t have cruise control.’
As the officer writes out the ticket, the driver looks over at his wife and growls,
‘Can’t you please keep your mouth shut for once?’
The wife smiles demurely and says,
‘You should be thankful your radar detector went off when it did.’
As the officer makes out the second ticket for the illegal radar detector unit, the man glowers at his wife and says through clenched teeth,
‘Woman, why can’t you keep your mouth shut?’
The officer frowns and says,
‘And I notice that you’re not wearing your seat belt, sir. That’s an automatic 75 dollar fine.’
The driver says,
‘Yeah, well, you see officer, I had it on, but took it off when you pulled me over so that I could get my licence out of my back pocket.’
The wife then said,
‘Now, dear, you know very well that you didn’t have your seat belt on. You never wear your seat belt when you’re driving.’
So as the police officer is writing out the third ticket the driver turns to his wife and barks,
‘WHY don’t you just shut your flaming mouth up ??’
The officer looks over at the woman and asks,
‘Does your husband always talk to you this way, Ma’am?’
‘No officer’ she replied,
Only when he’s pissed!!!
I wonder if there are many these days who get down on their hands and knees and actually scrub the floor. We might bob down to clean up a spill or dirty mark but I think the days of heavy scrubbing have long gone.
Years ago when I first met her (and also for many years after) my mother in law would do just that. She would get down with a bucket of hot soapy water beside her and using a flat brush (like the one above) dip it in the water and then scrub an area of the floor. Then she’d take a rag kept just for that purpose and with a wiping motion move it over the floor where she’d scrubbed and gather all the wet water together, then wring the rag out over her bucket. ‘Rinse’ the rag and rub it over the floor again. And so on until she’d washed all the floor.
Then she’d lay newspaper all over the clean wet kitchen floor to allow my father in law (but nobody else) to walk to his favourite chair without taking off his shoes/boots. Everyone else had to be inside the house before the floor washing began or find something to do outside until it was dry.
Me, well I wasn’t what you would call a floor scrubber, more a mopper lol So old fashioned I used to say; no way was I getting on my hands and knees for anyone, with all our children in their younger days coming and going in and out of the kitchen I was an everyday mopper.
Then they found out that if they did as they were told and took their shoes off at the door Mum wasn’t yelling at them all the time and needing to wash the floor everyday. Mum also discovered that all she needed to do was to clean under the kitchen table everyday – for dropped food etc – as the rest of the floor stayed cleaner than before. So out would come the mop and bucket and I’d swish away after each meal.
I bet you know where I’m going now – yes after a while I discovered it a lot easier and a lot less troublesome to get down on my hands and knees and just clear up under the table with a wet cloth.
Nowadays, with no messy footprints and no food drops under the table, all the floor needs after a sweeping is a weekly clean over with a wet mop. But there are times when I would love to be able to get down (and then get back up again without grunting and groaning ) and give the floor a good old scrub on a regular basis.
For all those who need to know – How to mop a floor: 12 step (with pictures)
Oh yes, and here is the purpose of this little bit of reminiscing.
It’s Friday and we need some fun
And have I got the joke for you 🙂
A policeman call the station on the two way radio
‘Hello, Is that the Sarge?’
‘We have a case here.
A woman has shot her husband for stepping on the floor she had just washed.’
‘Have you arrested the woman?’
‘The floor’s still wet’
Hope this Friday is a fun day for you – with no need to wash the floor!
Newly built house – unfinished garden – two small boys – one swing
It’s my turn – It’s my turn – I want a go!!
I thought I was back in those days listening to my small sons bickering when I heard these two Cockatoos having ‘words with each other’ on the power lines the other day
They were going at it hammer and tongs – squawking, nipping, using all the standover tactics they (and lots of brothers) knew
Then just like that it went quiet
I could almost hear this one saying ‘I won, I won’ as he continued to hang there
No 2 moved along the wire spreading his wings (almost in disgust) as he went.
Kids – who’d have ’em 🙂
So I did find a bit of Fun for Friday after all 🙂
What is happening in your house on this Friday
Whatever it is I hope it made you smile
If you click the photos they will enlarge and give a better view
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March has arrived and down here in Victoria which has a temperate climate, there is the thought (and knowledge) that even though we are still having some really nice sunny warm days gradually those days will get shorter and even though we won’t like it, become cooler 😦
It means that we are in a season I like to call it Sumtumn.
Summer days plus the changes that come along with Autumn
The autumn equinox will be along in a couple weeks
‘equal day and night’
On the day of the Autumn Equinox, the Earth’s poles are the same distance from the Sun. The Sun rises due east, sets due west and reaches 52° above the horizon at noon. There are roughly 12 hrs of day and 12 hrs of night.
The Sun in autumn
Artist: Frey Micklethwait. Source: Museum Victoria
And along with this promise of shorter days and cooler nights and a general slowing down, for some reason each year I often have a desperate need of a sugar fix. Unfortunately this year there isn’t much in the sugar line available – there’s nothing sweet in the house – ‘cept me of course lol
So to keep my spirits up, and have my sugar fix at the same time I thought you’d like to hear this Fun Friday joke 😦
Why did the Jellybean go to school?
Because it wanted to be a Smartie !
A few years ago Hilary Harper who used to be the presenter of the Saturday Morning show (on the old 3LO now referred to as 774 ABC Melbourne), asked children to ring in with their favourite joke. That was one of them. 🙂
Makes me smile every time I think of it
Hope it did the same for you today.
Summer returned to Melbourne this week. Hot! Hot! Hot!
A phone call early this week to The Golfer’s aunt who lives in Nova Scotia determined it not to be quite so warm where she is.
We have been having o/night lows of about 15c/59f
they have been having o/night lows of about -15c/5f
And just by chance this fun image arrived the other day from a friend who lives quite close to her in the Annapolis Valley. Right at that particular moment in time they had an awful lot of snow on the ground with a lot more forecast.
Later this month she is leaving to spend a few weeks in Florida and it would seem that right at that particular time as she looked out her window this was what her thoughts were.
I’m really thinking it’s about time for me to share a few jokes with you.
You may have seen some of these before
but I’m sure they’ll put a smile on your face today 🙂
Billy stops Paddy in Dublin and asks for the quickest way to Cork.
Paddy says, ‘Are you on foot or in the car?’
Billy says, ‘In the car.’
Paddy says, ‘That’s the quickest way.’
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Food for thought
Paddy and Mick are walking down the road
Paddy’s got a bag of doughnuts in his hand
Paddy says to Mick, ‘If you can guess how many doughnuts are in my bag,
‘you can have them both’
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She knows you know!
Finnegin is talking to his friend Keenan
He says, ‘My wife has a terrible habit of staying up ’til two o’clock in the morning.’
I just can’t break her out of it’
‘What on earth is she doin’ up at that time’ asked Keenan.
Waitin’ for me to come home!!!
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Have a drink on me
An angry wife was complaining about her husband Paddy spending all his free time in a bar so one night he took her along with him.
‘What’ll you have?’ he asked.
‘Oh, I don’t know. The same as you I suppose,” she replied.
With that Paddy ordered a couple of Jack Daniel’s and threw his down in one shot.
His wife watched him, then took a sip from her glass and immediately spat it out.
‘Yuck, that’s TERRIBLE!” she spluttered. ‘I don’t know how you can drink this stuff’
‘Well, there you go’ cried Paddy.
‘And you think I’m out enjoying myself every night!’
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Not today thank you!
Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the first man he meets, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
The man said, ‘That I do Father.’
The priest said, ‘Go stand over there against the wall.’
Then the priest asked the second man, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
‘Certainly, Father,’ was the man’s reply.
Go stand over there against the wall,” said the priest.
Then Father Murphy walked up to O’Toole and said, ‘Do you want to go to heaven?’
O’Toole said, ‘No, I don’t Father.’
The priest said, ‘I don’t believe this’
‘You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t want to go to heaven?’
O’Toole said, Oh, when I die, yes.
I thought you were getting a group together to go on a trip right now.’
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You know what they say about laughter being infectious.
I read somewhere that the sound of laughter is far more contagious than any cough, sniffle or sneeze.
Well what we need a good old fashion epidemic 🙂